Yep...just watched a guy get busted for drunk driving....and I was the guy who called the police. 45 minutes or so ago, as I was walking through the living room, I noticed a car out on the road...totally stopped, then it went up the road a little bit, then backed up, then stopped, then started moving again. I didn't think much of it....we live in the country, so assumed that the person in the car had seen some deer out in the field or was just enjoying the winter scenery.
Then about 15 minutes later, Deb called me back into the living room saying that she thought a car had gone off the road. I went and looked...it was the same car. It would go up the road a bit, stop, back up, stop, back up more, stop, go forward a bit, stop. After watching this go on for a bit, I called the Sheriff's Office. I told them I didn't know if the guy was drunk, having problems due to the heavy snow fall, having car problems or was up to no good...ya, know, casing the homes in the area.
A Highway Patrolman was dispatched....and looking through my handy dandy Tasco binoculars....I watched the guy FAIL the sobriety test. He failed big time! I saw the glint of light off the handcuffs as the trooper pulled them from their pouch and as he cuffed the drunk.
One less drunk on the road.
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