Biggest wtf of my life.
I can't even begin to comprehend and believe what just happened.
At approximately 3am this morning, a drunk driver was leaving the parking lot of the supermarket across the street from our house and ran right into my dad's car, pushing it up onto the sidewalk. It hit it so hard that my dad's car hit our house and left a huge dent in the wall. The driver fled the scene. It was essentially a hit and run. My cousin took off in his car after them and actually caught up to them, but the police advised my cousin to just return home. The drunk driver left his front license plate in front of our house, which will make it much easier for the police to find him. Luckily, no one was hurt in this accident.
I am disgusted.
I am scared out of my mind.
I am horrified.
I am angry.
I am confused.
Confused as to how stupid someone has to be to even consider driving while intoxicated to his level. A worker at the supermarket across the street saw the whole thing unfold. Here is his account of the accident:
He was outside, smoking a cigarette when he heard a noisy car pull into the parking lot. He figured he should be safe and went into the market to watch. There were 2-3 people in the car. The one sitting in the passenger's side came out to buy a soda from a vending machine. He was holding a bottle of tequila in one hand. He returned to the car and they proceeded to swerve around out of the parking lot. While heading back towards the main street, they swerved out of control, slamming into my father's car. They then backed up into my uncle's van. Afterwards, they gassed it into my father's front end and drove off. A neighbor came out and got a quick glance of the color of the car. The worker at the market called 911 right away.
I was asleep and heard nothing. I am too deep of a sleeper, it's a horrible habit to have.
I am angry for somewhat shallow reasons. For the past four years, I have taken the bus to anywhere I needed to go, or have depended on the kindness of friends. My father is the only one who can drive in my family. He returned from Hong Kong to spend the summer with us. This ruined it. He was able to give me rides to school and to work. We were supposed to go to Serramonte today to get my Prom shoes. He just spent $120 fixing the air conditioning unit. We just filled the gas tank: $50. I am REALLY pissed off.
However, my parents and I were reflecting on the situation. If there had been no cars there to block the way, it is very likely that they could've just ran right into our house. Right into my parents room. We are just grateful that no one has been hurt.
I've been up since 4AM or so, but I don't think I'm going to be able to fall asleep. & I'm not going to work today.
Update. Here's a picture of the damage:
At approximately 3am this morning, a drunk driver was leaving the parking lot of the supermarket across the street from our house and ran right into my dad's car, pushing it up onto the sidewalk. It hit it so hard that my dad's car hit our house and left a huge dent in the wall. The driver fled the scene. It was essentially a hit and run. My cousin took off in his car after them and actually caught up to them, but the police advised my cousin to just return home. The drunk driver left his front license plate in front of our house, which will make it much easier for the police to find him. Luckily, no one was hurt in this accident.
I am disgusted.
I am scared out of my mind.
I am horrified.
I am angry.
I am confused.
Confused as to how stupid someone has to be to even consider driving while intoxicated to his level. A worker at the supermarket across the street saw the whole thing unfold. Here is his account of the accident:
He was outside, smoking a cigarette when he heard a noisy car pull into the parking lot. He figured he should be safe and went into the market to watch. There were 2-3 people in the car. The one sitting in the passenger's side came out to buy a soda from a vending machine. He was holding a bottle of tequila in one hand. He returned to the car and they proceeded to swerve around out of the parking lot. While heading back towards the main street, they swerved out of control, slamming into my father's car. They then backed up into my uncle's van. Afterwards, they gassed it into my father's front end and drove off. A neighbor came out and got a quick glance of the color of the car. The worker at the market called 911 right away.
I was asleep and heard nothing. I am too deep of a sleeper, it's a horrible habit to have.
I am angry for somewhat shallow reasons. For the past four years, I have taken the bus to anywhere I needed to go, or have depended on the kindness of friends. My father is the only one who can drive in my family. He returned from Hong Kong to spend the summer with us. This ruined it. He was able to give me rides to school and to work. We were supposed to go to Serramonte today to get my Prom shoes. He just spent $120 fixing the air conditioning unit. We just filled the gas tank: $50. I am REALLY pissed off.
However, my parents and I were reflecting on the situation. If there had been no cars there to block the way, it is very likely that they could've just ran right into our house. Right into my parents room. We are just grateful that no one has been hurt.
I've been up since 4AM or so, but I don't think I'm going to be able to fall asleep. & I'm not going to work today.
Update. Here's a picture of the damage: