Writing prompt #4

"Well this is a long story" said Wesley Snipes. "First off it began two days ago in a small town south of L.A., I was driving home from my parents house which was where I went for Thanksgiving. All was well until after supper we were drinking wine and I got a little more buzzed up then I thought so I wasn't thinking right when I decided I could drive my new Porsche home. As I was driving along the rain soaked road I noticed a hitch hiker on the road ahead of me he was drenched to the bone so I picked him up and kept right on driving. While we were driving we got to talking and he asked me how fast the car went, I told him 210mph but he didn't believe me, so I showed him. That's when crap hit the fan! We got up to 180mph and the poor guy got so scared he had a heart attack which led to his death in my passenger seat, and I knew there would be a lot of police in town last night so I got out and put him in my trunk. I went home and was so rattled I just went straight to my liquor cabinet and started drinking. Soon after I passed out and forgot all about the guy in my trunk and bringing him to the hospital. As a matter of fact I was on my to do that right now but you bumped into me."