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Saturday, August 27, 2005
So, I'm driving home from the Gapers Block get together, where fun was had by all in the "beer garden" by the way, when about a mile from home I come across a car accident. I must have just missed witnessing it by seconds. I had just rolled over a hill to notice a car smoking in the intersection, as I got closer; I saw that this was indeed an accident involving a minivan and a passenger car. Of course being a good citizen I stopped to render assistance, meaning I stopped my car and put on the flashers as to keep people from hitting the freaked out teenagers and there already broken cars.
I called the police to report the accident, with injuries and all, as did one of the passengers from the minivan. As I checked on everyone, another car stopped to help and looked in on the passed out passenger in the back of the car, he had a pulse but wasn't very responsive.
At this point it started to rain and I assume the driver of the passenger car starts running around picking up junk in the street. OK, I think, and then he runs up to me, and in an almost accusatory tone says "where are my speakers?"
The police arrive, I explained that I just happened upon this accident and tell him what all I know, someone is injured in the car, and everyone else seems fine. And I left, not being a real witness and all, I didn't really need to be there, and it was starting to rain hard.
For the rest of the ride home all I could think of was this kid running around looking for his speakers and not worrying about his injured friend in the back seat. Priorities have really changed.