Post and photos by the Hawthorne Hawkman.
Thanks to providence, or a higher power, or a school bus and dumb luck, I narrowly avoided being the fifth car in a four-car crash that involved a fugitive with a federal warrant, a nurse, and a retreat to a slumlord's house. I was on my way to the post office, heading north on Queen when a southbound school bus stopped with its arm out and lights on. I wasn't sure if it was legal for me to turn in either direction, so I waited at the stop sign.
That's when a car, the Continental pictured above, came zooming up behind me and...
...flew right past me as it caromed to the east. I'm surprised and thankful that no kids were in the intersection at the time, because the driver clearly was not paying attention to that in the least. My next thought was that if someone was driving that recklessly, perhaps they were fleeing something that I should be aware of. A quick check in my rearview mirror showed this was not the case.
I turned my attention to the car, only to see that it had not even slowed down as it approached 27th and Penn. In fact, it had accelerated to something around 40 miles per hour as it sped through the intersection. Well, not technically through it. There were several other cars that had thought they were safe as long as they were obeying the rules of the road, and this idiot proved them wrong.
I wish I could describe the crash, but the best I can come up with is a reminder of what the Transformers fight scenes looked like. Were you like me, in that you complained you couldn't tell what the hell was going on when the screen was filled with several tons of metal colliding and twisting around with random parts flying everywhere? Yeah, it turns out Michael Bay was filming a documentary.
In hearing the accident victims (none of whom were critically injured, thank God), what happened was that the Continental hit the back wheel of an SUV so hard the wheel flew right off. The SUV spun around like a pinwheel but didn't crash into anything else. The perps spun off and collided with another truck and t-boned that one. A bumper flew off from somewhere and landed underneath a Mercedes.
Then, before the smoke even cleared, a young man with dreadlocks and a woman in a nurse's uniform got out of the assailant's car and sprinted off. I made my way through the wreckage and followed at a distance until they split up. Nurse Ratchet holed up at a house near the accident, so I parked in the alley and called 911 to tell the police where at least one of the perpetrators was.
The cops arrived VERY quickly, and just as rapidly put Nurse Betty in the back of a squad car. Reportedly, she claimed to not know the person she was driving with.
As it turns out, the dreadlocks guy has a federal warrant out for him, and the police have been looking for him for the past few weeks.
I began to wonder, if someone gets in a car with a felon, participates in such dangerous driving, and then flees the scene of a very serious accident, then what does that say about the house that she fled to? Who lives there? Who owns it? What kind of behavior is allowed or encouraged there?
Well, she tried to hole up at 2646 Penn Avenue North (which is only two houses away from accident site). This house, if you didn't already click the link, is owned by...drum roll, please...