So last night we were on our way to band practice, carpooling don’t cha know, and the car in front of us got slammed in the side by a very bad driver. I mean, I was just thinking that guy is all over the road and increasing my following distance because … well, he be crazy. And bam, he slammed into the car in front of him, hitting it obliquely in the rear, passenger-side quarter panel!

He sped up, turned to a side road, and drove away. The car limped into a nearby gas station and I pulled in behind to offer my services as a witness. OMG, it was my singer for the night, Robin! Her car was totaled and she didn’t even see who hit her.

I gave her the color, model, and first two digits of the WA license plate which she took notes on. She asked the three of us what happened, and sweet Molly hugged her to console her. Robin was shook but impressively cool.

The next thing we know another car, with people we didn’t know from Adam pulled up and they had chased down the perp, taken a fuzzy picture of the license and actually told the driver to return to the scene of the accident.

Robin called 911 and then her hubby. Based on the dangling back wheel, I’m guessing the car was totaled and Robin had a bit of back pain. As we drove on to our rehearsal, I saw a cop car monitoring for speed violators and pulled up next to him. I gave him the info and he took off to see how he could help.

Robin texted me that the cops found the perp and convinced him to come back to the scene, something he didn’t want to do. But after our hearts stopped beating wildly, I got to thinking about how fast things change. And how that could have happened to any of us. And you know what? Most humans are …. well, good humans taking care of each other.

By the way, on the way home that night, on the same street there was a massive four-car wreck. What a night.