Another trip down memory lane:
Just sit right back and read my tale
The tale of a felon trying to skip
When fleeing the cops
From his car he had to abort.
The witness was a tired unemployed man
The Coppers brave and sure
The bad guy had set off this eve on a vehicle stealing tour
A vehicle stealing tour.
The Police gave chase and things got rough
There was a crash and out a man was tossed
The chase was on as down an alley he flew
And across a yard, and down a street
wobbly legs carried him too
If not for the alertness of a passer-by
The suspect would be lost
The suspect would be lost.
The thief ran around and hopped a wall
While yours truly, seeing the Law,
Raised the alarm and shouted a call
With an officer huffing in pursuit
And half the department too
The miscreant was finally caught
And will be sent away for a long, long while.
My homeland has always been an interesting place to live, though that didn't stop me from leaving it behind.
There I was, minding my own business, walking down a side street around 930pm just a few blocks from home...
When 2 blocks south of me there was a screech of brakes...
I turn to see a car barrelling toward me as I cross the street and several cop cars howling in pursuit.
The suspect turns the corner in front of me as I reach the curb and after a half block west he rear ends a parked car.
The area is a mostly quiet section, with street lights lighting things intermittently.
As I look down the street I am startled to see a man stagger from between 2 houses on the north and run toward me.
He is trying to run and look behind at the same time and almost falls when he is startled to see me in front of him.
As I realize who he is and why he's running I look for a cop and take my eyes off him as he passes me.
A cop has come out from between the same houses and thinks the suspect is going in a direction other than the one he did.
Realizing I was the only one who knew where the suspect was I yelled at the cop and pointed.
He calls for back-up as he runs where I pointed, and shortly stops because he hears a noise on the othe rside of the wall separating the street from a Senior Living Complex.
Meanwhile 10 other cop cars converge on the scene, surrounding the complex and officers begin searching.
I tell one cop what I had seen and done and where I suspected the guy had ran.
There were only 3 choices.
He couldn't have made it to the end of the block, not with as quick as the events transpired.
He couldn't have made it across the street to the houses next to the church. He would have been seen.
So he must have hopped the wall.
The question was how far into the complex did he get?
Meanwhile the foot pursuit officer was being ribbed by his fellows for not being fast enough to catch the guy, and everyone laughed even more when the officer retraced his steps and found a size 12 shoe. ;-D
After an hour of looking and coming up empty the cops converged on the spot where he had first leaped the wall. On the other side were the couryards of several apartments and it was believed that since he was not in any other area of the complex, then he must be there.
My name, address and phone number were taken and I was heartily thanked by one and all for my assistance.
I congratulated the officers on a job well done, watched as they brought the suspect out to the street in handcuffs, stuffed him in a patrol car and took him away and then continued on my way home.
I had done my good deed for the day and was more than ready to celebratre with a late dinner at home. ;-D