Doug looked askew at the steaming car planted in the shrub and shrugged. “Like I said officer, guy never slowed down. Couldn’t hear him over the music, some old rock I think, round and round something. He was laughing though. Probably high. Darn kids!”
The officer scribbled notes before looking back up at Doug. “He never tried to get off?”
“Doubt the thought ever crossed his mind. Was having a blast. Like at the fair or something. We lucky nobody got hurt.”
“True. That shrub is torn up pretty good though. Guess the hospital can tack it onto his bill.”
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