Bike Patrol
Last night at a quarter past midnight there was a knock on our front door. Instinctively, we were apprehensive. We cautiously opened the door a crack to find a frantic neighbor telling us a driver had hit our car, and drove off.
Our neighbor instructed me to hop in my car and follow his bike. 7 blocks later, I pulled into a small street with 4 police cars lighting up the entire area with flashing lights.
It turned out that my neighbors were sitting on their front lawn when drunk driver scraped my Passat then drove off. The two of them hopped on their bikes, chased the driver down, managed to flag down a police officer on her way to work, and together pulled the car over.
An hour and a half and a DUI test (not for me, the perpetrator) later, I drove home with a police report, insurance information and two friends biking by my side.
Thanks Johnny and Charles. I'm learning what it means to be a good neighbor.
Maybe we don't live in the safest neighborhood in Austin. But we certainly live in a great neighborhood.
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