As we have all learned from watching Cops
, trying to escape the police via high-speed car chase never, ever succeeds. So it is some small comfort to know that the jackhole who, in attempting to avoid being pulled over in his fancy automobile*, DROVE UP ONTO THE SIDEWALK FOUR FEET AWAY FROM MY CHILD**, will surely be rotting in jail tonight.
*Probably stolen. Or full of drugs. Either one.
**That is the last time I ever let her run ahead of me.*** My throat still hurts from screaming.
***At least the squad car in pursuit stopped long enough to let me run up and grab her before itself screeching off down the sidewalk, sirens blaring.
Labels: city life, mama drama