I was driving home from a friend's house one night down an empty suburban side street. I stopped at an intersection to mess with my phone for a second, although

I was driving home from a friend's house one night down an empty suburban side street. I stopped at an intersection to mess with my phone for a second, although there was no stop sign there. A car full of teenagers blew past down the cross street with their headlights off at a very high rate of speed, presumably for the adrenaline rush. If I hadn't stopped they would have creamed me on the driver's side. I'll never forget the look on the face of the girl in the back seat. Sheer terror at the realization that we all nearly died.