There was a time in my life when I drove fast, did not wear a seatbelt, and thought that I knew best. That was before I had been in 11 car crashes. Before you say that I must be a bad driver, I have to say that I drive hundreds of miles a week for my job and there are deer, dogs, cats, cars, trucks, etc. that often are on the road and out of my control. Not once have I hit another car or truck, but most are due to others hitting me or me hitting an animal. Some were high speed and others were low. Some were hard impacts and took out my vehicle and others were just small dents. Each was scary, each left an impression and each left me a little more with a fear of crashes. The most recent crash was 2 years ago when my wife and I were rear-ended by a youth who was going way too fast on icy roads. My wife was hurt, but my grandson was safe. I could not help her and to see her suffer through surgery, physical therapy, and now living with pain each day, add to that fear. That fear is what drives me to be safe, wear my seatbelt and be more mindful of weather conditions and my surroundings.