At about 1:15 a.m., on my way home from the San Bernardino stop of Rock The Bells, some gentleman in his early-to-mid 20s, sideswiped me in his M5. As karma would have it, said stumbling, speech-slurring gentleman more than likely totaled his vehicle when then he lost control of it and ran it head-on into a tree. Now pardon my lack of sympathy for said gentleman because after garbling some sort of remorse and thanking me for staying to help him, he waited for me to get my insurance papers, and promptly fled the scene. He left the fully modified $85,700 vehicle (at this point I don’t know whose it is, but it was definitely beyond his means), and took off on foot, leaving me with my beloved, damaged car and his heap of six-figure scrap metal.
C’mon son. Stop and think for a minute. A hit and (literally) run is worse than a DUI. And imagine if the cops found him that night; then he would have both charges to deal with along with confessing to his pops that he wrecked his car because he had a little too much Popov to drink. At this point, I still don’t know the full story because the investigation is still pending.
But before any of this happened, I was sitting petrified in my car, praying that the man wasn’t hurt, praying with everything I had that I hadn’t caused the accident that took his life, hoping that tomorrow’s headlines wouldn’t read ‘Man Killed in Collision on 52 West.’ All I can hope for now is that the car wasn’t stolen and that the cops can trace it back to him, so I can start resolving this mess.
The worst thing is that the thought of him leaving me out to dry didn’t even cross me for a second. But now, because of my blind faith in this stranger, I’m left with an ongoing police investigation, potential appearances in court and one hell of an insurance headache to deal with. Not once did it occur to me that he even could take off, much less that he would take off. All that ran across my thoughts was that my homies and the man were all going to walk away from this mess in one piece and see our families again.
And so I present a song that has resonated with me, and helped me keep my wits since the accident.