With shoulders slumped, the driver looked dejectedly at his crashed car with its crumpled metal and fluid spilling out onto the street like blood draining from a body.
The driver, who was about 18 years old, had a look of disbelief as the flashing police and fire lights bounced off our faces.
During the interview I asked, “Do you have a license?”
He replied, “No,” as his permit shook in his hand.
This was my fourth crash of the night and my second with an at fault unlicensed driver. Driver’s licenses and rules don’t mean anything anymore to some people.
Being responsible doesn’t seem to matter anymore either, regardless of how many people are killed or injured in crashes when an unlicensed person gets behind the wheel. I guess having a driver’s license is just a suggestion.
I asked, “Do you know you’re not supposed to drive?”
In a low voice the driver said, “I was going to the DMV next week.”
Well, that doesn’t help the mother and child who were transported to the hospital. That also doesn’t help all the copss at the scene who were tied up with traffic control, or the paramedics, ER staff and ambulance drivers, who treated these victims.
“I woulda, coulda, shoulda” doesn’t help anyone when an unlicensed driver sends you to the hospital.
Be careful out there. The guy next to you might be suspended or unlicensed and they’ll take you out.