Huh, so maybe I didn't accidentally drive my ex-girlfriend's creepy stalker rapist life guard ex-boyfriend to drown himself in the water hazard of the golf course at the end of my street after threatening to make his death look like an auto-erotic asphyxiation accident from a payphone with a voice-altering megaphone.

Lucky me.

Ah, yes, False memories, A.K.A. The biggest bullshit you can pull brain.