I suppose the way to start this account would be to introduce myself. My title is Hector and I'm a nineteen year old first year student at a university of a two time drive from home. The car I went, a current year Honda Mustang was a senior school graduation gift from my parents. Luckily, my family was properly off indicating I'd never skilled economic woes anytime within my life. Dad was a large shot attorney who'd rarely been home when I was growing up. Dad had specific his living to attaining wealth through his career. Alexandros, often addressed as Alex, was a big, formerly well-built man of Greek heritage. Over time, Dad had morphed in to a fat slob and a drunk. My mother, Angelika, also of Greek history, might have been the precise antithesis of my father. Mother was dedicated to the extensive household, myself, and our home. My last summertime home before college seemed to find me in a perpetual state of orange balls. It had been the greatest summertime in record...