I used to be one of those idgets who thought they drove better when they were drunk. One rainy evening, I was following too close to a pickup and our bumpers locked. When the bumpers unlocked, my car flew across the right lane and into someone's front yard. It might be true that God watches out for drunks and fools cause I was very very lucky there wasn't a car in the right lane or any trees in the front yard I landed in.
I have an orange traffic cone in my garage. I'm not sure why.