by neverenough » Wed Jul 14, 2010 2:14 pm
Here is an interesting event related to the thread....Several years ago (a bunch?) I was on my way home from a visit with my parents, driving down a curvey, switchback, two lane mountain road.
It was dark and I knew the road well. A vehicle rapidly closed in behind me, glued to my ass and having a crap fit because I wasn't hauling ass. You know the situation. Eventually the vehicle jumped out to pass my ass, double yellow line into a tight right hand curve.
He made it passed me, but as he swerved back into his lane he lost it, fishtailing all over hell. While he was sideways in the approaching lane of traffic an oncoming vehicle rounded the curve...wrong place, wrong time.
Upon impact, the oncoming vehicle spun and slid over the embankment, while nimrods car ended up ass-ended into the guardrail ahead of me. I stopped (blocking the entire lane since there was little to no right of way). As I hopped out (slipping the old Smith Airweight into my back jean pocket as always the habit in these situations) to assist the people over the embankment, nimrod was frantically attempting to pull away from his fine piece of quality driving.
I immediately approached his car (drivers window down...or broken out?), firmly pressed the Smith to his temple and requested he shut the car off and then toss the keys onto the back seat....He nervously complied.
By now a few vehicles had approached this happy scene and were rendering assistance to the occupants of the vehicle over the bank...two or three people....
I stood by and kept watch over nimrod, trying not to inhale too much of the alcohol fumes reaking out his side window. Eventually LEO and medical began arriving, at which time I quickly explained to the first officer approaching me what was up.
Seemed all was well and I walked back to my car turning off my headlights and placing the Smith back on my seat under my hat.
It wasn't long before all attention of LEO's on scene suddenly turned their focus toward me!! Seems as though nimrod was also a crybaby....waaa...a gun....
So again to make a short story long....I was asked where the gun was, cuffed, searched and Marandised. I readily waived my right to silence and gave the officers a full and detailed chain of events.
An LEO asked, if nimrod had left the scene, did I think they would not have caught up with him? I stated I had no doubt you guys would have tracked him down but my concern was how many others may have been harmed in the mean time.
After several minutes of back and forth police radio traffic, I was removed from the patrol vehicle, uncuffed and released. The trusty old Smith was held onto though and a few days later, it was returned to me at work. To this day, the Smith has an officers badge number and initials scratched into the J-frame beneath the grips....
Eyes tired.......?
neverenough
....If you happen to find dog poop on your boot, DO NOT kick the dog....think it through for a moment.....