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Last night I saw the craziest thing when I was driving down the highway around 3am.
A blue pickup truck travelling in front of me drove into the median at about 60 miles per hour. I slammed on the brakes and stopped on the highway immediately behind him. I dialed 911 on my cellphone, and was almost ready to jump out of my truck and see if the guy needed any assistance, which I'm sure he probably did. I could see him moving around in the cab.
Then he backed up, drove into the median again, then veered out into the highway and started driving slowly but erratically down the road again. I followed him at a distance, waiting for someone to answer at 911. All I got was a recording telling me all circuits were busy, please wait.
After almost hitting a few cars that came up behind him and tried to pass, the guy suddenly turned off down an off-ramp. I was over too far to use the exit myself, and missed the ramp. The area was such that I never would have found him if I took the next exit and tried to double back. I said **** it, and began driving down the highway again. I hung up on 911 and redialed, finally getting through after about a minute. I informed the police about the driver and then went home.
This person was obviously drunk, and attempting to flee the scene of his own accident so as not to be arrested. Surely he needed medical attention of some kind. His driving and the condition of his vehicles hopefully would have attracted the attention of any police who saw him, if my call was not enough. But I wonder if he was actually caught and didn't somehow find a way to sneak to safety.
This situation got me thinking about all the times I drove under the influence when I was younger. I'd like to think I never driven when I was this drunk, but how can I be sure? I know I shouldn't have done it, but I did it anyway.
Being more mature now, I think drunk driving is one of the lowest things you can do. It's one of the most selfish acts there is.
How do you feel about drunk drivers?
A blue pickup truck travelling in front of me drove into the median at about 60 miles per hour. I slammed on the brakes and stopped on the highway immediately behind him. I dialed 911 on my cellphone, and was almost ready to jump out of my truck and see if the guy needed any assistance, which I'm sure he probably did. I could see him moving around in the cab.
Then he backed up, drove into the median again, then veered out into the highway and started driving slowly but erratically down the road again. I followed him at a distance, waiting for someone to answer at 911. All I got was a recording telling me all circuits were busy, please wait.
After almost hitting a few cars that came up behind him and tried to pass, the guy suddenly turned off down an off-ramp. I was over too far to use the exit myself, and missed the ramp. The area was such that I never would have found him if I took the next exit and tried to double back. I said **** it, and began driving down the highway again. I hung up on 911 and redialed, finally getting through after about a minute. I informed the police about the driver and then went home.
This person was obviously drunk, and attempting to flee the scene of his own accident so as not to be arrested. Surely he needed medical attention of some kind. His driving and the condition of his vehicles hopefully would have attracted the attention of any police who saw him, if my call was not enough. But I wonder if he was actually caught and didn't somehow find a way to sneak to safety.
This situation got me thinking about all the times I drove under the influence when I was younger. I'd like to think I never driven when I was this drunk, but how can I be sure? I know I shouldn't have done it, but I did it anyway.
Being more mature now, I think drunk driving is one of the lowest things you can do. It's one of the most selfish acts there is.
How do you feel about drunk drivers?
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