The other night, I was dispatched to a hit and run call where the victim was chasing the suspect vehicle. At one point she lost the car and pulled over into the parking lot of 7-Eleven.
When I got there the driver was standing in the parking lot with another officer. I went up to her and asked what happened. She seemed stressed and spoke very loudly as she said, “I’ve never been through this before.”
To lighten the mood I said, “This is my first time too.”
She missed my joke and went straight to telling me what happened. As she retold the story her voice got louder and louder. She described how the collision occurred and how she yelled, “You can’t leave!” to the suspect as he drove away.
After he left, the woman started chasing the driver as they went in and out of traffic. At one point she held up her index finger and thumb and said, “He missed a car by that much.”
“You mean like Get Smart?”
She didn’t even blink an eye, which told me she never saw Get Smart like I did as a kid.
She continued with the story as the suspect ran the red light at a major intersection. After that she lost sight of him on a different street, which was pretty far from where the suspect ran the red light. Of course, she didn’t mention running the same red light to keep up with him and I didn’t ask.
An officer named Eric, walked up just as she said, “This is the second hit and run I’ve been in.”
Eric, who is a very funny guy asked, “Were you the suspect or the victim last time?”
With a straight face she said, “The victim,” and continued with the story.
Eric looked at me as he asked, “Too soon?”
“No, not at all,” I replied as I smiled.
In the end I handed her a card with the report number on it and said, “Call your insurance company and tell them what happened.”
“I don’t have insurance.”
We looked at each other for a moment in silence. That’s when I said, “That got awkward.” Eric smiled, but she didn’t get it, which was probably good.