It was a strange day today. Two guys who went to my school were killed Saturday night during a street race on the highway. They were flying down the highway in excess of 70 miles an hour, lost control, hit the guard rail on the median and flipped the car into oncoming traffic. Thankfully, there were no cars coming at the time. The sad part is they probably would have lived if they had worn their seatbelts. Sources say there was no alcohol involved, just teen street racing. The atmosphere at school today was eire. The halls were silent except for the tears and sobs of my classmates. Many students gathered around the two kids lockers to sign them and pay respect to them. The brother of one of those that was killed was screaming at all the other students to learn something from all this, if nothing else. While I did not personally know either of them except for some classes with them, it still hit close to home. While those who died made the conscious decision to race that night, they gambled with their lives and ended up losing.