We chill and drink or whatever in Hollywood, then I go to pick up my friend at 7-11, and this huge Red Suburban fully backs into me, I tried to move out of the way, but he clipped the whole drivers side pretty badly. He almost hit Dewey, my homie too! I get out of the car and he takes the fuck off! It's like 1:45 AM at this point. All the security and homeless people are like "Go GET HIM." I take off with Brian and homeless people are yelling "LEFT" "RIGHT" hooking us up telling us where this guy went. I fucking catch up to him. And call 911 so I can get a police report or something.
Fuck, but I didn't think about how buzzed I was. We stay on the phone with dispatch driving all over and they finally catch him and I pull over too. They pull the guy out of the car. Theres like 4 cop cars. Then, they come talk to me, ask me "have you had anything to drink", I say no 2 times, then on the 3rd time I say I had one beer, what an idiot. Then he does the pen DUI test and I pass that somehow, and I have this bright idea to tell them we were parked at 7-11 not driving. But I'm pretty sure the cameras at 7-11 can show what really happened or if CSI fucking investigates they'll see that the damage might not be possible if I was parked on the opposite side of this guy. anyway, they couldn't find any ID on the guy or figure out whos car it was. Which, I'm pretty sure means I'm fucked. I don't know if this rental has insurance on it for damage. FUCK!
UPDATE: The rental is covered exactly the same as my own car is, since AAA is paying for it.
US GIVING CHASE!!!!
The damage
Pre accident buzz
see those cops in the background
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