Foolishly, my cousin, friend, & I were coming home from a night of debauchery. It was my cousin’s “reclaim my sexy” (divorce anniversary) night. Unfortunately, he’s always tied to some chick right before he’s suppose to “reclaim” it, so it turns into more of a “let’s hang out and look at all the beautiful ladies, talk about the beautiful ladies, & go home drunk together…”. Of course our responsibility level is much higher then that of our twenties. We all have breached the “30’s” threshold, and try to maintain some sort of resemblance of mature adults.
So after walking to and sitting in waffle house for a few hours flirting with every waitress and woman that walked in, we were ready to go home. We walk back to the car, start down the road. We’re sitting at the light and look over and see the car next to us backing up. At least that’s what we thought at first. Next thing we know, they back right into the car behind them. No one reacts. The car behind them doesn’t blow their horn, no one gets out the car. We proceed to watch the car slip out of gear and do the same thing again. So of course, even though we know we’re sober at this point we’re tripping because this seems like one of those “drunk glasses” episodes (you know when your drunk and you see something totally different then everyone else). So we just sit there in amazement. My cousin then gets the idea when the light changes and the car takes off that he’s going to aid in the capture of the “hit & run” bandits.
So we start driving beside them, the car in front of them starts slowing down in front of them, the actual car that was hit is lagging behind. We see there is a parked truck on the side of the rode, so the car in front of them slows down almost to a stop, and my cousin is asking us if he should stop too. We have them cornered, and then realize the car they hit is no where to be found. So at this point we figure there is nothing else to do, but go on about our business. We had did all of that, for the “victims” to just pull over and call the police. At least we weren’t the only “hit& run” Rangers.
