I Should Have Hit Him with My Car

Yesterday, as I was driving north on Woodson, I see, on my right, this big, fat white kid (I’m thinking late teens), running toward the street like a maniac. His arms were flying all around him and his feet were tripping over each other. I started to slow down because I didn’t know what he was going to do, he looked like he was going to dart in front of me. Well, it was a good thing too because the dumbass did start running across the street. I slammed on the brakes, laid on the horn, and saw the whites of his eyes as he stood in shock while I almost took out his kneecaps. He then proceeded to dash across the street. After cursing him, I went on my way. I happened to glance in the rearview mirror and see a woman running across Woodson behind me. I turn to my left and watched as she chased after the guy. Huh, that’s weird. Well, while I was talking to Pat (Kuma’s groomer) in her shop, four police cars sped by with their sirens on. Oh crap! I hustled out of there and lo and behold, the cop cars were all parked at the scene of the crime and the officers were surrounding a house on the corner. I turned into the shopping center and pulled up to the the officer who was interviewing the woman who chased the perpetrator and let him know what I had experienced. I apologized for not making more of an effort to hit him when he ran in front of me. Both thanked me for stopping and let me know that they knew where the little shit was. I hope he gets caught because he was THAT close to denting Mr. Squeakers.

2 thoughts on “I Should Have Hit Him with My Car

  1. I actually don’t know what the crime was. I will be scanning the police blotter in the next couple of weeks and hopefully find out. I think he stole something.

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