I used to live in Albuquerque. One night my friend and I got t-boned by a Lincoln Continental that ran a red light at 50+ mph. The driver pulled into a convenience store parking lot on the corner and asked some random bystander if we were OK (they said “how the fuck would I know?”) while tossing empty beer bottles from her car into the trash. Meanwhile we were unconscious in our car on the front lawn of somebody’s house. The driver drove off before the cops and ambulance got there, although witnesses were able to take down her license plate.
My friend and I were somehow only bruised (thank you Subaru!) although our car was totaled. The police never did a SINGLE FUCKING THING to investigate this, even though it turned out the driver had a long-expired license and registration and no insurance (and multiple DWIs on her record). My friend and I even got the accident report (which included the driver’s address) and went to her house where we saw the Lincoln in the driveway with the smashed-up front end. We reported this to the police and they were like “oh well”.
This was more than 30 years ago, so it’s nice to know nothing has fucking changed there.
I used to live in Albuquerque. One night my friend and I got t-boned by a Lincoln Continental that ran a red light at 50+ mph. The driver pulled into a convenience store parking lot on the corner and asked some random bystander if we were OK (they said “how the fuck would I know?”) while tossing empty beer bottles from her car into the trash. Meanwhile we were unconscious in our car on the front lawn of somebody’s house. The driver drove off before the cops and ambulance got there, although witnesses were able to take down her license plate.
My friend and I were somehow only bruised (thank you Subaru!) although our car was totaled. The police never did a SINGLE FUCKING THING to investigate this, even though it turned out the driver had a long-expired license and registration and no insurance (and multiple DWIs on her record). My friend and I even got the accident report (which included the driver’s address) and went to her house where we saw the Lincoln in the driveway with the smashed-up front end. We reported this to the police and they were like “oh well”.
This was more than 30 years ago, so it’s nice to know nothing has fucking changed there.