HOLY HELL OFFICER!

Sooooo.... I've achieved my civilian duties for my entire lifetime. I just sent someone to jail. HOLY FUCK!
So I was hanging out in Wolf's room rebelling and staying up late. When -SSCCCCCRRRREEEECH CRASH- happened. So, being the concerned person I am, I woke Wolf up and ran out to see what happened, if anyone was hurt, and if anyone was calling for help already. You know...just trying to be helpful. So I got out there, saw the person was getting in and out of the car ok even though it was totally trashed (the front right wheel was completely parallel with the ground while still attached to the car and the Durango it slammed into had a completely jacked up axel since they ran into the wheel so yea) and saw that there were some people across the street on the phone that had come out of the house across the street. So Wolf and I decided to meander back into the house. My parents heard our moving-abouts and woke up (why didn't the sound wake anyone up? the thought of this confuses and confounds me because I know I would have woken up at the sounds of the tires screeching) and so they were looking around. Well apparently while I was moving my things out of Wolf's room so she could sleep, my dad said some cop cars pulled up, stopped in front of our house and then quickly turned around. THE FUCKERS WALKED AWAY FROM THE DAMN SCENE! I have no clue what the hell they were thinking especially since they were walking. So my dad tells me and yells at me to get dressed in case the cops needed my help. So we walked 2 doors down to the neighbor's house who the Durango belonged to (strangely they never woke up either?!) and he asked if we were neighbors, if the Durango belonged to the people in that house, and if either of us had seen the accident. The problem of coarse with night accidents is that rarely ever do people actually see it. Rarely. Because most sane people are snuggled up in their warm beds sleeping the night away instead of standing outside in the freezing cold wishing that they had a match so they could set themselves on fire just to warm up a bit. So I explained I'd seen someone getting into the driver's side but that I hadn't actually seen the wreck. So he asked if I would be able to help identify clothing at least and I said I wasn't sure but I'd give it a shot. So he had me hop into the front seat of his cop car (FIRST AND LAST TIME, DAMN IT! NEVER AGAIN! Even though I knew I wasn't in shit, I started shaking like crazy. Suuucked.) and shone the spotlight on the guys as they were pulled out one by one. The first one I thought might have been him, and the cop asked if I was sure, but I said I wanted to see the other people as well just to make certain. So he had the other guy pulled out and -dingdingding- he was a winner. They'd given contrasting stories to mine (and apparently after they'd been explained that they had been viewed by a witness, changed their story to the same as mine without being told that it was contrasting, so I WAS RIGHT! YAY!). So I had to give my story to the cops and was repeatedly asked if the guy I ID'd was the guy getting in and out of the car and it was rephrased many times to try and make sure (this all just made me laugh and the fact that the main guy that I had to give my story and info to was pretty damn cute but shhhh you never heard that! Lol) and so I was thanked and blahblah and walked over to my parents and just stood there since they hadn't told me to leave (I didn't want to walk away and find out that they needed me again and have to get dressed again) and so I'm now completely frozen. Can't feel a thing. Kinda nice really.
But as the story goes, the car didn't belong to either of them. It was one of their mother's. They were both drunk, one was drunk to the point that he kept passing out in the cop car), the one that was super drunk was underage, and neither of them had a license. So wow. Crazy stuff, no?
So the next time that you see a car wreck or see one on your street (if it's on your street at least keep an eye out the window so you can help if need be) STAY AND MAKE SURE THAT THE DAMN PEOPLE STAY THERE UNTIL THE COPS SHOW UP. Holy hell. This was horrible. But I'm kinda honored that I helped. And the policemen and policewoman that were there were all super nice to me and kept thanking me for being out there so late and everything. So yay for the cops tonight!

As for knitting updates? There aren't any! I know, right? What the hell am I thinking?! But I'm in a bit of a knitting lull because I keep messing up every time I pick something up to work on. And I haven't had a lot of free time. Wah. Anyways, I'm going to see about actually getting some sleep now since it's almost 5am. Whoo. Hope everyone enjoys their weekend!