The man stumbled as he left the club and made his way to his battered Toyota Corolla. On the third attempt he managed to get himself into the drivers seat, and his Toyota stuttered into life. The man dizzily left the premises and pushed his Toyota to the limit tearing off down the deserted main road.
Toms Honda CBR Fireblade powered on effortlessly at 80km/h on the deserted road, Tom rarely pushed the Fireblades 1000cc engine to its full potential because he felt that he had too much to lose if he pushed his luck by travelling too fast, he also was slightly panicky of travelling at 300km/h on two wheels! Tom approached a traffic light, as he got nearer the light frustratingly flashed red so he slowed to a halt. Tom felt no frustration, he was too happy to be frustrated over a ludicrous red traffic light! The light turned yellow, so Tom put his Fireblade into first and waited for the green light.
The Toyota corollas engine strained at 140km/h. The man was heading towards a green traffic light, the road he was on was deserted, the traffic light flashed yellow. The man took no notice or in his dizzy state of consciousness never registered the yellow light that now flashed red. The man saw the motorcycle too late.
Tom never knew what hit him. One thousand four hundred and five kilograms of Toyota Corolla ploughed into the primitive lightweight motorcycle sending it hurtling through the air and smashing into the road a few yards away. The CBRs headlights flickered briefly before plunging the scene into darkness.
Tom awoke in a ditch. He could not feel anything but found this very odd as his leg seemed to spurt out jets of blood and he could not move at all. Tom heard the distant sound of sirens as he slipped into unconsciousness. The traffic light ominously glowed red.
The hospital bed in which Tom lay was surrounded by grieving family and friends, their faces streaming with tears as they looked upon Tom, lifeless in the bed, his chest moving up and down as the machine kept his heart beating. The doctors explained that Tom was in a coma and they were not sure if he would ever wake up again. All they could do was wait and hope.
The first Harvard semester had started and Tom still lay motionless in the hospital bed. His appearance had changed somewhat, both his legs had been amputated, the deep wounds had become infected and the doctors had no alternative to stopping the spread of the infection whilst Tom was in a coma.
The day the first Harvard semester ended was the day that Tom left this world. His family pulled the plug on the machine that kept him alive for so long and Tom ceased to exist, His life and dreams torn apart by one mans selfishness and irresponsibility. The man continued to thrive after one year of jail time. Good behaviour could cut your sentence in half and the man had utilised this fact wisely.
Toms family decided to forgive the man who took Toms life as after all, there is no revenge so complete as forgiveness. Forgiveness is giving up the possibility of a better past. Toms family gave up this possibility so they could move on witht their lives
