Problem is, when it never happens, you tend to forget everything you're supposed to do. Names and numbers, at least the trooper who happened along said it was minor enough to not require a police report. Guess I get to visit an insurance adjuster next. When I drank I made some sorry decisions. Mostly, I didn't make decisions at all.
Fear can be a disabling state of mind.
Since learning to live life as a sober person, I am always able to put my best foot forward, and I can feel comfortable with my decisions. Sure, I'm as likely as the next guy to make sorry decisions still, but they're now my best sorry decisions. It's a new freedom. Freedom from guilt and shame, and freedom to trust my own judgments. Giving one's best is all anyone can ask.