By the way, we called 911 3 times on Saturday. I think this has to be some kind of record. Along with my 3 calls to 911, I filled out 2 police reports.
How a bout I just tell you quickly what happened? Shortly after midnight on Friday night (so early saturday morning), a car crashed into the fence that is behind our house. Some kids jumped the curb in the cul-de-sac above us, drove down a grassy hill, and smashed into the fence so hard it deployed the airbags, shattered the windshield, flattened a tire, and really messedup the rest of the car. I got out there and climbed the fence in time to see another car speed away and 2 teenagers running away into the night. They just abandoned thier wrecked car.
Being as dumb as I was when I was a teenager, they must have forgot that it is fairly easy to identify who owns a vehicle. Espesially when I ripped the liscence plate off the front of the car to use as evidence. So, we called the cops (call #1) and they came and called a tow truck to get the car essentially out of our backyard. Very strange.
About 2 am, I heard the kids come back, so I called the cops again (call #2) to try to catch them. This time, the cops told me that they had located the kids and the owner of the car said that he was 'getting a new car tomorrow, and just wanted to trash his old car'. I think it was a batant excuse to not tell the police that he was so drunk/high that he drove through a small park and crashed his car accidentally.
The third call was the most exciting. We were comming home from the movies Saturday Night when and stopped at a red light when we heard a really loud crash. I looked over to see a full sized pickup that was next to me doing a front-flip over the top of another car. A drunk and high driver slammed into the back of the truck going full speed (we guess about 60-65 mph). The force sent the pickup spinning on its top. We were so close to the wreck that my truck got splattered by oil, antifreeze, etc. I don't know how, but we didn't get a scratch. Funny thing is, I had for some reason just moved out of that lane when approaching the red light. Had I not done this, we would have been the ones upside down. We called the cops to report the wreck and had to fill out a police report. The driver of the pickup was a pregnant lady who actually walked away from the wreck. She was carried away in an ambulance, but seemed to be ok.
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more details please.
I'll give you a little teaser:
One of the incidents involed a full-sized pickup doing a front-flip about 3 feet away from me.
patiently awaiting more info.
Ya ya, I've already heard the stories... I am waiting for a Thanksgiving post (even though it was so last month)
still waiting....
honk choo, honk choo. haven't seen this post before...
and i still don't even know the story. a f/u blog would be appropriate any day now.
jamie...quielty loling b/c avery is asleep in crib.
honk choo? soooo funny.
also, you are such a doctor
=
f/u.
Hey you two -Watch what you are saying on our blog. This is a family site, you know. F/U isn't very nice...
How a bout I just tell you quickly what happened? Shortly after midnight on Friday night (so early saturday morning), a car crashed into the fence that is behind our house. Some kids jumped the curb in the cul-de-sac above us, drove down a grassy hill, and smashed into the fence so hard it deployed the airbags, shattered the windshield, flattened a tire, and really messedup the rest of the car. I got out there and climbed the fence in time to see another car speed away and 2 teenagers running away into the night. They just abandoned thier wrecked car.
Being as dumb as I was when I was a teenager, they must have forgot that it is fairly easy to identify who owns a vehicle. Espesially when I ripped the liscence plate off the front of the car to use as evidence. So, we called the cops (call #1) and they came and called a tow truck to get the car essentially out of our backyard. Very strange.
About 2 am, I heard the kids come back, so I called the cops again (call #2) to try to catch them. This time, the cops told me that they had located the kids and the owner of the car said that he was 'getting a new car tomorrow, and just wanted to trash his old car'. I think it was a batant excuse to not tell the police that he was so drunk/high that he drove through a small park and crashed his car accidentally.
The third call was the most exciting. We were comming home from the movies Saturday Night when and stopped at a red light when we heard a really loud crash. I looked over to see a full sized pickup that was next to me doing a front-flip over the top of another car. A drunk and high driver slammed into the back of the truck going full speed (we guess about 60-65 mph). The force sent the pickup spinning on its top. We were so close to the wreck that my truck got splattered by oil, antifreeze, etc. I don't know how, but we didn't get a scratch. Funny thing is, I had for some reason just moved out of that lane when approaching the red light. Had I not done this, we would have been the ones upside down. We called the cops to report the wreck and had to fill out a police report. The driver of the pickup was a pregnant lady who actually walked away from the wreck. She was carried away in an ambulance, but seemed to be ok.
BTW - I hate that I said 'How a bout'. That is embarassing.
wow. how "a bout" some picture documentation.
how a bout a new post. christmas, new years...anything.
there is a rumor going around that the masons are giving up on blogging. they are on a read others' blogs only basis.
boo hoo for the rest of us.
especially because they probably have the most exciting things happen to them out of all of us.
Yeah, isn't it about time to update your blog. I mean seriously, you shouldn't go almost a month without posting.
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