Raptor wrote:
I've driven home on "auto-pilot" a few times even before I was legally old enough to drink.
Auto-pilot meaning you and your car got home although there is no memory of driving home and you were in no condition to be walking let alone driving. Additionally, there is evidence that you drove your car and not someone else by the fact that you found your car the next morning parked half sideways with the door left open and a puddle of puke next to it.
I had driven home shitfaced more often than I like to admit in my younger years. As I had gained a tremendous tolerance to alcohol through many misspent nights, and weighed three hundred pounds in those days, and so was able to absorb beer much better,
I was never in a state where I had no memory of driving home. Today, my wife would murder me if I ever did anything that stupid again.