Author’s POVShitty. Was the only feeling Amy felt as she got on the wheel, while her legs trembled so badly that she could faint again.The sun had risen; the storm from last night had vanished without a trace; the clouds had cleared, and the only evidence left was the wet earth. The rays hitting the panel of Amy’s car were brighter after a stormy night. Amy had practically screwed her eyes shut for a moment from the intensity of the light as she fought the drowsiness, her hand clutching the steering wheel for her dear life. A dumb decision—driving while still