I wrote my viva off , fell asleep at the wheel. 1978 ish . Drove to Newcastle and back first game of the season. Got back to Wrexham and my mate missed his train to Shrewsbury,so a couple of lads came with me to run him home. We all fell asleep on the way back, about 8 mile from home put it up a hedge, ended up on the other side of the road facing the other way .
I've been very careful since, it's so scary, you know it's happening, but you think I'll be alright nearly home. I was only 17 or 18 so very inexperienced.
Copper let me off with a failed breathalyser as well .
Edited to say, nobody hurt.