the day I stopped a runaway car. it wasn't going to hurt anyone and was only going 5mph. it might've hit a house and then stopped. but we were sitting at an intersection and a car started backing up from side street. it then hit the car in front of us, and we're like what the hell is that guy doing. then it proceeds to back up right by us and we look in and see no-one. then we look at each other with astonished looks and jump out of the truck after it on foot. I remember I felt stupid running after a car. but I caught up to it and the passenger door was unlocked and I jumped in just as it went between a fire hydrant and a telephone pole and I dived and put my hand on the brake. it was one of those late 80's talking cars and I swear it said thank you after I put it in park or the door closed.
after about 5 minutes the owner of the car showed up. he went in a store and it slipped out of park or something. the police showed up real quick, like 1 minute, and then they were going to arrest me for trying to steal it. so I walked away. walking back I looked around to see if anyone noticed what happened and there was a guy standing at the edge of a gas station who proceeded to give me the thumbs up. that was a good day for me.
after about 5 minutes the owner of the car showed up. he went in a store and it slipped out of park or something. the police showed up real quick, like 1 minute, and then they were going to arrest me for trying to steal it. so I walked away. walking back I looked around to see if anyone noticed what happened and there was a guy standing at the edge of a gas station who proceeded to give me the thumbs up. that was a good day for me.
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