.Our side of the street, the side that goes west, has been done for about a month and a half now. The other side, going east, was poured about three weeks ago and should be alright for driving on; we drove on ours 2 weeks after pouring. Unfortunately, the construction guys around here are pretty
and things take a lot longer than they should.Well, last night, me and the family were out in our backyard getting some garage sale signs made for the garage sale I'm currently trying to hold... All of a sudden we hear a loud crash... We rushed out of the backyard to see a Ford F150 dragging the construction barricade and swerve to miss a father and his two younger daughters who were biking in the street {that was CLOSED OFF}... He must have been doing 60 miles an hour, and he sped up to blast though the barricade.
Some neighbors of ours called the police, and we stayed out front with the kids until they came, as we were witnesses. Scary thing is this idiot in the truck didn't even stop. He did 60 all the way down the street till he hit the main road... Our street is only 25mph...
G had fun playing with the girls who were almost hit by that truck, and he seemed to be a welcome distraction for them. Those poor girls were very shook up.
J and I couldn't shake what happened. It made us so mad that someone would be that blatantly careless... All J could keep saying to me the rest of the night was "They could have died. That ass could've killed those girls..."
It's upsetting, and more so when you have kids. The police didn't seem to care. He seemed annoyed that we "bothered" him with that call. They just didn't do anything. I don't think he even cared.
I can't quite help thinking: what if that were J out there riding bikes with G and M? As it was we all {neighbors and all} wished that we could find that guy and give him the beating of his life for almost killing two little innocent girls. J really felt that father's pain...
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