My son is dying in the hospital and I think it's all my fault.

I'm one of those assholes who drives way too fast. I've always had a lead foot, and deride slow driving unabashedly. My son has a need for speed, and is definitely a thrill seeker, just like "dear 'ol dad". He wasn't driving, but I think he was probably egging the driver on. The driver is messed up pretty bad. My boy has a TBI and things will be very touch and go for the next few days/weeks. I can't imagine my life without him. I already want to die in his place, but I have to live for his twin brother. I'm not very religious, but please pray for my son. Edit: I want to thank everyone for your kind words and positivity. I don't have any new news about my son's condition...I suppose that's probably a good thing right now. To the sad little individual who decided to take the time to give everyone a downvote, I hope you never need to go through what me and my family and friends are going through.