Finally, one I can answer!
The only story I can think of off the top of my head involves a guy at my college, well, more specifically two of them...

First, some background. My parents, while being what could be described as reasonably well-off, didn't especially spoil me and my siblings. We never wanted for anything and by and large we got what we wanted for birthdays and christmasses, within reason.

Besides which Dad's done a good job with the family firm (where I now work), steering it through the last few recessions and generally looking after things, you could say he's definitely earnt the right to live well.

My schooling (selective grammar, of the purple persuasion) has meant that inevitably I've come across some right Nathans, but this guy takes the biscuit.

For his 17th birthday, he got a brand new black New Mini Cooper (and they were brand new out at the time and pretty rare this being in the days before all the estate agents got them) completely loaded with every conceivable extra. Basically, it was the balls. Everyone (myself included, and rightly so) were incredibly jealous of it. However, his loaded Dad must have bribed the examiner, because there was no way the boy had passed his test judging by his driving.

Within days, he'd reversed it into a telegraph pole, when attempting to parallel park. While an awkward maneuver, somehow he managed to climb the kerb and hit the post with a sizable whack that almost knocked it down.

Out comes Daddy's cheque book and the car's repaired and immaculate. No need for dent repairs, just replace everything and away we go.

Fast forward a couple of weeks, and he's bent it again, this time banging the nose on the car in front, again while parking. How he managed that I'll never know, yet off it goes to the bodyshop.

Then, the coup de grace. A few non-eventful weeks pass, and people come in to school to notice that Mini Driver and another person from our year were missing.

Apparently, over the weekend, Mini Driver no longer had a Mini, and the other classmate was lucky to be alive. They'd been tearing around backroads in the countryside when Mini Driver clipped a kerb just before a sharp bend.

The impact threw the Mini violently into the air, and as we all know, brakes no longer work when no wheels are in contact with the ground. Consequently the Mini didn't slow down. It went straight on at the bend, and then stopped.

Suddenly.

By hitting a house.

It was written off, and both were hospitalised. Mini Driver suffered cuts and bruises at the most. The other guy wasn't so lucky. His internal organs were battered to hell (ruptured this, strained that etc), and he spent a long time in hospital. He was never the same after that.

It served to prove to me that some people know the price of everything and the value of nothing.
( mr_wicksy is.... old., Thu 9 Oct 2008, 20:26, 2 replies)

Sadly,
the wrong Mini-occupant copped that bit of karma.
(Juan Quar is clinging to her front teeth on, Thu 9 Oct 2008, 20:29, closed)

Precisely.
And I'm pretty sure the driver didn't learn anything from it either.
( mr_wicksy is.... old., Thu 9 Oct 2008, 20:32, closed)