Similar story as some of the above regarding calling 911 to pre-empt some drunk driving related carnage except with a little abduction twist. It all started sometime last winter, my buddies and I went to Shanks North to watch a Flames game on a Saturday night. We had been drinking so we called my generous sober brother to give us a lift home from the bar. While waiting out front for him at about 2AM we noticed this red Escort parked in one of the front parking spaces making unnecessary reving and tire burn-outs. We looked at the driver from about 20 feet away and saw his head bobbing up and down while parked and his eyes glazed over. This was certainly someone who as responsible citizens we needed to get off of the road pronto. Realizing that we might have issues with the cops getting there in time before he sped off with some passengers he was about to pick up, my friend went over to the car to talk to the driver . . .
To our horror my buddy was stupid enough to open the passenger door and get into the front seat to talk to the guy. Almost immediately when he got into the car, the driver sped off into the parking lot, glancing against some parked cars in the process. We immediately called 911 and waited hopelessly praying that this would turn out alright. All of a sudden we could hear revving and screeching of tires from the other side of the parking lot (Hidden by the theatre from our view). By this time my brother had pulled up and we drove to the corner of the theatre to see the red Escort beached on top of one of those 10 foot snow mountains created by the parking lot plows, my friend standing safe and sound, and this idiot driver frantically pushing his car hoping to pry it loose from the snow mountain (Three jeers for the naive bystandards that initially tried to help the guy push). Apparently my buddy said the driver purposely tried to 'Jump the snow bank' 'Dukes of Hazzard style' while he pleaded for him to stop. Soon after the cops arrived and cuffed him.
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