Deep Toughts

Deep Toughts Hot Pursuit Or, What I did Friday Morning. It was a still and quiet night. I had just arrived home from my paper route and was walking up the drive when I heard a loud crash followed by the sound of plate glass tinkling. Turning toward the sound, I realized that it had come from a section of new homes that are not yet occupied. I figured that it might be a thief and I wondered what I should do. As I stood there, a car appeared at the end of the street, and rounded the corner. I watched it going down the road when it stopped, a guy got out, smashed the side window of parked car, jumped back in and the car speed off. This is not the kind of thing that I stand around and let slide. I jumped back into my car, and tore off after them. As I went I called 911 on the cell phone. When I got to the intersection where our subdivision connects with a main road, there were only two cars on the road with visibility of about a mile in either direction. One was coming at me, and one was about a quarter mile away to my right and moving away from me. I turned right and speed toward them. They came to the four way stop at Lone Star and Midland, and without stopping turned right, I turned right and spotted them tuning into a side street. I followed. They pulled to a stop as the street was a dead-end, I got behind them and read their plate number to the officer on the phone. They then pulled a 180 and speed out onto Midland again, crossed Lone Star without stopping and turned right again somewhere around Smith. At that point I no longer felt the need to give chase, the police were able to catch them. They had smashed the drivers side window of a older car. It looked like about a 68 Pontiac four door. And they had broken a window in a new home, one of these vinyl insulated windows, double glass, and gas filled… very spendy. The Police did catch them, a group of teenagers in a silver Honda Accord who all claimed to have just been minding there own business, as if I’d gotten the wrong car. –Not a Chance!- But a call from the Police officer Sunday morning to review my account of things, informed me that since I had lost visual contact with the vehicle from the time it turned out of the subdivision until I had reached that intersection myself… he was going to have to let them off. If only the lighting had been better.. if I had gotten a better description of the guy who smashed the car window… but all I could see was a silhouette of a tall and slender person wearing pants and a shirt who had short hair. That description would fit about 30% of the population here. Oh well… at least I tried. -Dan.