I was involved in something this week that I never thought would happen to me, a hit & run accident. First, let me say that I am fine, not a scratch or bruise on me. I am, however, livid at the man who hit me! I had just left work and was about to make a right-hand turn onto the major road near our office. A large, dark blue sedan came out of a parking lot on my left, making a left-hand turn into traffic. I could tell that he wasn’t going to stop; either he didn’t see me or wasn’t paying attention, I don’t know. If I had slammed on brakes, he would have definitely hit me in the driver’s side front door. I sped up as much as I could (there was a car in front of me), but he still hit me in the driver’s side back door, sort of like a side-swipe.
Great…so the guy is now behind me. I figured we’d just pull into the TGIFriday’s parking lot, exchange information, and that would be that. I turned into the parking lot and watched as the car kept right on going!!! Are you kidding me? My jaw literally hit the ground. And then I thought to myself, “Oh no you don’t!” I pulled back out into the road and took off after him. Now, mind you, I work in a suburb of Atlanta and it was rush hour. I looked to my left to see if I could get into the road…and there was NOTHING coming! I couldn’t believe it; it was a sign that I was doing the right thing for sure! A small truck got between us, so I thought that I had lost him. If he had stayed right where he was and gone straight, I would not have caught him. And he was definitely speeding off, trying to get away. He made a sharp right turn onto a short road that cuts through between two main roads, and that was his biggest mistake…I caught up to him and the next red light! I was right behind him and quickly wrote down his complete license plate number. I was so excited! He made the next right and sped off down the road.
I pulled into the nearest parking lot and dialed 911 on my cell phone. I was shaking like a leaf; adrenaline will do that to you! The 911 operator calmly took my information and said an officer would be there to make a report shortly. We all know what that means, rigtht? 🙂 I called my husband, Scott, and he came over to talk to the police with me. The officer did get there but it took about 45 minutes. I think he was rather excited that I got the full license plate and a good description of the car. His exact words were “I love to hear this!”
I have notified our insurance company and am waiting to hear from the police what happens. I have the case # and can call any time to find out the status of things. Let’s hope that the good guy comes out on top this time!