Who Taught you, or How did you Learn not to drink and drive?

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Please stay away from drunken car wreck stories, I want to keep this a fun, light, memory of your first lecture about drinking and driving. My dad was a very quiet man. He never said too much to me. But what he did say, I remember. A few weeks after my 18th birthday (in NY at the time, you could legally drink at the age of 18) Okay, a few weeks after my 18th birthday, I was sitting at the dining room table doing nothing. My dad walked up behind me and plunked down a bottle of wine and a set of car keys in front of me. He caught me so off guard, he was done talking before I remember him starting. "These two things don't belong together." That's what he said and he walked away, not waiting for a response. The bottle of wine was empty and I couldn't quite figure out why my dad had used an empty bottle. Flashback_ last weekend my boyfriend and I snuck over to our camp by the lake without my parents permission. We drank a bottle of wine and fooled around in the grass. Like a couple of drunken idiots (we weren't buzzed when we left) we threw the empty bottle into the trash can behind the lake house. Duh. Who taught you not to drink and drive? An older sister, a friend? If you learned the consequences of drinking and driving due to an accident, please don't leave disturbing details.