Imagine this, it's Christmas morning around quarter to ten, you're getting ready to entertain family and friends, you step out on your front porch (maybe to have a cigar) it's a sunny, brisk morning in New England and you say to yourself "What a great day!"
You step inside your home and a few seconds later, you hear "BAM" you open your door and your porch is now missing and some piece of shit drunk is in your back yard with his wrecked SUV with pieces of your house strewn about the yard.
QUARTER OF TEN ON FREAKIN' CHRISTMAS MORNING?
Here's the article:
http://www.norwichbulletin.com/news/...harges?photo=0
If you ask me, Mr. Oswell exercised a great deal of restraint because I know some people who would have beaten this douche bag to a pulp before the cops got there. The loser was less than two miles from his home (on Strnad Road, not "Strand Road" friggin' Norwich Bulletin...) so it's not like he's never been through that intersection before. I've driven through there many times and yes, it's a sharp turn to the left when you're coming down the hill but EVERYONE who has ever traveled that road at least once in their lives knows you HAVE TO TURN A SHARP LEFT at about 20 mph.
I have no patience for this crap.![]()
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