Telling the Truth

So this weekend I decided to go back home. While I was driving I got rear ended going about 70 miles per hour. Being the dumb teenager I am i didn't even pull over or anything because it just felt like a little love tap. I was sooooo nervous and anxious the rest of the way home to get out and check my car. Turns out the only damage was a tiny baby dent that you could barely even notice. Of course I didn't bother to tell my parents because I didn't want to hear them yell at me and tell me how the right thing to do would have been to pull over. Anyways just my lucky, my dad decided to surprise me by going car shopping. My heart dropped when he told me this because I reallllllllllly didn't want to tell him what had happened. So after debating what I should do I decided to get rid of my guilt and come clean, he was not a very happy man at all. I had to hear him rage for a good hour but I guess it was worth it because at the end of the day i still ended you with a 2014 mustang. I should have just been honest with him from the beginning but the truth still came out.