I remember an incident when I was maybe a year younger. (I had an unrestricted DL in Texas at the age of 14. Texas had that in 1957). My GF and I were heading back home from somewhere (I don't remember where we were - it was middle of the day on Saturday). I turned a left corner a bit hard and hit a pot hole on the edge of the pavement and it started a skid to the left, I counter steered and missed the tree, but wasn't fast enough to counter the counter steer and Mom's new '57 Buick was heading to a deep ditch. Fortunately, I was going slow and it sort eased over the edge and nosed down into the ditch. We got out, I found a phone and called home. Dad showed up. A bystander mentioned that the police were on the way. He handed me the keys to his '54 Ford (I learned to drive on that with 3 on the tree) and told me to take my GF home and then head home. He would be there as soon as he could.
When he got home (in Mom's new Buick) he told me he told the cops he was driving and hit the pot hole and lost control. They did a report but since in was a single vehicle incident with no apparent damage, no ticket. I had to wash the Buick, clean all the grass and weeds out from underneath and replace the left headlight. (Cracked so went out first time we turned them on).
Stuff happens.