I'll look into those parts next week, we JUST flipped flower room A. Right now I'm dealing with the uninsured and suspended license jackass that plowed into and totalled my Lexus that was parked on the street.
I hear a crash, thinking someone is breaking into my motorcycle trailer I grab my handgun and walk outside in my underwear to find my car and his truck in a mingled steaming heap. Then, this guy starts walking away!!! I'm like hey!! Where are u going and he says, my friend is in the car I'm going to get help. Oh shit! I think and look inside the car... I don't see anyone. I look up and his is sprinting down the street.
I fucking bolt after him screaming stop stop, ive got a fucking gun and he kind of freaks out, looks behind him and trips. Now I'm standing in the middle of a fairly busy street in my underwear with this guy at gunpoint screaming stay down, do not fucking move you are under arrest.
The cops were surprisingly chill, even joking around and what not. After walking home and putting my gun away one cop says "oh hey, I didn't recognize you without your underwear".
My gf... whose car was in front of mine and also damaged was on FIRE becauservice she just bought that mini Cooper last month. The guy is cuffed and bloody on the curb and she is yelling "your a piece of shit you fucking dumbass" etc,etc. And the cops says "mam, you can't berate the prisoner" and she says "yes I can he fucked up my car and then tried to flee" and he says.. "ok, I'll give you 30 more seconds and then you have to just go home" lmfao.