You never know when your number might be drawn. I was just sitting outside the AA club having a smoke and a good conversation when I noticed the traffic slowing for the red light. Why would this get my attention? Because one of those cars wasn’t slowing but was in fact accelerating.
There was a couple heading south as he blew the red light at around 60 mph. The impact, solid and loud like somebody popping a large balloon next to my head, sent both cars spinning through the intersection. I haven’t cleared a 100 yard parking lot that fast in years. The woman in the car that was hit was already out and her driver was climbing out the window only to collapse in pain on the sidewalk after I got there.
The driver of the car that hit them? Drunk. He got out asking if they were OK. Nothing wrong with him. Although I did have to tell him to turn the car off. I went over to check on the other two and was asked to get her purse for her meds. As I reach into the car somebody said something about a dog in the car. Great, I’m now reaching into a car with an undoubtably scared and injured dog. I back out a little and look around. No dog. I grab the purse and look over the car to see a football of a dog in the gutter about 100ft away.
I could only stand there and watch this dog die what was obviously a painful death. The other driver carrying on like nothing much happened. He was drunk obviously. But all I could think was “dude, you just killed their dog”.
Humans suck.
