Christianfied's 1999 Acura Integra GSR

I was born in Dallas, TX, and I lived there until I was 7 years old. I then moved to Charlotte, NC, and was immediately enrolled in Northside Christian Academy. Everything was normal about my childhood (brought up in a Christian home, etc.). When I got to Junior High, I started smoking cigarettes with my friends. Cigarettes let to alcohol, alcohol led to drugs. My freshman year of high school, I probably smoked more weed than anybody I know, and I was addicted to pornography. Not that I am proud of it, but I am making the point that all this time, I believed in God, but it was just head knowledge, not heart knowledge. My mom could tell there was something wierd going on with me, and she started to watch me closer. She started noticing my rebellion (that resulted from the legalism at the school I was attending). I started going to a different church, and my life started to change. At the beginning of my sophmore year, my parents pulled me out of that school and started to homeschool me. I quit everything bad that I was doing because I was home all the time. I still had the spirit of rebellion however. I just lived my life until revival week at my church. The whole week, I felt as if my youth pastor was speaking directly to me, as it no one else was in the room. I held out and held out, until the last night. I started crying, realized I was going to hell, and accepted the Lord that night. After that I was totally different. I wasn't depressed, and I had joy and inner peace. I got my liscence that summer, and my dad purchased a brand new Volkswagen Jetta 1.8 Turbo for he and I to share. He let me do a few things to it (mods) and I got some freedom (I had previously been on lockdown because of my past behavior). Well, my old habits started to creep in. I started smoking again, and kind of got this "I'm invincible" attitude with driving my car. On exactly the 30th day that I had that car (odometer read 1876 mi.), it was a rainy day, and I was going to pick up my dad at the airport. I was in the left-middle lane, going 55-58 mph, and a lady was passing me on the right doing about 75 mph. All of a sudden, she hydroplaned and plowed directly into my front right corner. This forced me into the wall. When I hit the wall, both the front and rear control arms broke and the wheels almost came off. Then I bounced off and went back across 4 lanes of pretty heavy traffic, and did not hit one other person. I ended up in an exit lane. I then got out of my car. I had not a scratch on me. I was completely fine. My car was totalled and I cried, but I realized that God was trying to show me how small and UN-invincible I am. After that, my life has been totally different. I kept homeschooling during my junior year, and took up guitar. I got pretty good at it and started to lead youth worship at my church (now a different one that before). I developed a close relationship with the youth pastor there. He helped me to grow in my relationship with God in ways I never thought possible. I soon after purchased my Integra with the insurance money, and started modding it. After about 8 months of my new church, my youth pastor was caught stealing money from the church. I think God was trying to show me through that, that I was putting too much trust in a man, and not Him. Well, Last summer (after my junior year), I started going to a different church, and really started some good relationships there. I enrolled in my present school, Metrolina Christian. The difference between this school and my old one is like night/day. The people there are sincere and not legalistic at all. It's my senior year this year, and I'm trying to do my best with school, asking for God's help along the way. I have been singing in a gospel choir this year, and we have even been on an Atlanta trip. We sang at the Martin Luther King Jr. Center inside of his old church, Ebenezer Baptist. We also sang at the Boy's and Girl's club. That's about all I have for my testimony.