There was a lot of screaming and my father steering the car from the passenger side.
"BRAKE!"
"...Give it a little gas! We need to make it up the hill."
"...Turn the fucking wheel!"
"AAAAAAAAAAAAA!"
"USE THE TURN SIGNALS NOT THE WIPERS!"
"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!" (this one was from me)
"BRAKE!"
"...Give it a little gas! We need to make it up the hill."
"...Turn the fucking wheel!"
"AAAAAAAAAAAAA!"
"USE THE TURN SIGNALS NOT THE WIPERS!"
"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!" (this one was from me)
I almost rear-ended my grandma's car