I already told everybody about how I drove over a cliff.

Do you really need a better story then that?

I mean, once I was boating, and the stupid, brand new engine goes out, like all boat engines do, and I was out in the middle of the cold, unforgiving sea for about 7 hours, covered in grease and blood and gasoline, trying to get the damn thing to turn on again. Which it did.

I happened to be close to a tourist location on the beach, so I docked up there, snuck past the bastard who wanted me to pay $30.00 to dock, and then I had a decent time on land before hopping back into my little boat and driving home late at night, slightly tipsy, and feeling like it was all worth it.