CATAGORIES: CRIME — cj @ 4:41 pm

First off, I must say that the title of this post is one of the scariest I have ever used. What you are about to read is a true story - a police report was submitted, in fact.

Our area was hit by a major ice storm that caused many trees and limbs to fall. Mike was off work due to the weather so he made some money on the side trimming the dead branches off of broken limbs for people who needed help.

A very good friend of Mike’s wanted some trees of his trimmed and being a weekend, I went to watch. Several of the limbs needed to be pulled with a rope so they would not fall on lines or the house. The friend and I were able to do this one two trees, but not the one that went across the cable line leading into the house. Other friends had finally arrived and one of them got in front of me on the rope so we could pull that limb away from the cable line. Neither of us saw that he was in front of a railroad tie and he tripped over it as we pulled, falling on his tush. The limb then fell over the cable line. No problem, the home owner called the cable company and they were there before the clean up of limbs was complete, which was when Mike and I left for home.

We were on an outer road that used to be main highway 54 just past a convenience store when we saw a car coming straight to us head on. I honked and honked and he was not phased. I hit the shoulder hoping he would not turn that direction. Luckily, he did not. Mike said turn around! I turned around. To our horror, the man kept driving in the wrong lane, past the convenience store on a curve and then sped up. I honked liked crazy all the way behind him, except in the correct lane, until he sped up and then I just maintained the speed limit because I was truly afraid he was going to kill someone or someone would swerve into my lane trying to avoid him and kill us. We lost sight of him.

We continued to drive back to Mike’s friends house where we were just at to tell them what happened and so I could calm down a moment. Out of the blue on my left came the stupid guy again. He ran a stop sign and hit the road right in front of me and was still on the wrong side of the freaking road. I kept my hand on the horn again. No cell phone to call the police and this guy is heading for the main highway. I just wanted him to stop at this point. He was about to kill someone and was going around curves on the wrong side of the road. We got to the friends house and the guy actually turned in there. There are apartments next to the house and the driveways connect. I tried to block him, he gave us the finger and we gave it back, then Mike started to open his door. It looked like the guy was going to push my car out the way so I let him go. We were following him again then Mike jumped out at the highway when I stopped to see if anyone was coming and before I could put the car in park Mike was at the man’s car door and had him pulled over.

I ran to the friend’s door freaking out and said call the police I think this man is dangerous. The cable guy said he has a gun. His friend who was up in the bucket was coming down as quick as he could. They were both hiding behind their truck and Mike’s friend was standing out in the open ready for action, it seemed. I looked up there and the guy had a silver gun pointing at Mike. I was pissed off. The cable guy had the police on the phone and so did the friend. I talked to them on the cable guy’s phone. We all described the vehicle, but only I knew what the stupid dude had done. I told them about it and then walked up to the car where the stupid man and Mike were. At this point the gun was put away.

I told the guy that he nearly killed me and I really enjoy my life, my family and friends. He said he was sorry and he appeared sincere. He had a bandanna around his head, tattoos and earrings, a person who doesn’t mind showing the world he is a partying man. He also never took his hand off the gun he had put inside his pants. You could tell he was zoned out by looking at his eyes.
Mike and him were the same size, in fact, the guy was just a little bigger. It’s too bad he had to have a gun. A very good fight could have taken place otherwise.

The guy looked at Mike and said he was sorry. Mike said he wanted him to go home and the guy said he would. I can’t believe the county sheriff still are not here. The guy reached his left hand to shake Mike’s, still keeping his right on the gun. Mike grabbed his hand, pulled him toward him and told him he would plant him if he ever saw him driving drunk again. The guy pulled out his gun again. I got pissed again. I said to the dude, “You know you are a chicken shit. What’s up with you? You can’t kill us by drunk driving you kill us by gun. Fuck you idiot. You aren’t worth the time of day”. Mike called him a chicken shit too and told him he better get out of here before the cops come. The guy says they won’t find me. The car don’t have plates. I said, “Hey idiot, look up there. Don’t you see three people and two with cell phone with the county on their lines?” He looked then jumped into his car and took off, this time on the right side of the road. I guess we sobered him up.

We left about five minutes later heading the same way home. Just past the gas station we saw his car parked and empty at the end of a driveway. We turned around and called the county telling them where the car was. Later we were called by the county and had to go to the jail to file an official report. They had the stupid guy in custody, but the gun was not found on him. Rumor has it the gun was taken by the dude’s girlfriend to her uncles house in the apartments next to Mike’s friend’s house. Truth is the guy had recently been released from prison. I’m not sure if he’s going back or already there again.

My shopping list now shows a cell phone, a gun, mace, and a mechanism that will lift my car up off the axles far enough in the air to clear a tractor trailer truck just in case someone else tries to kill me by car.