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I have absolutely zero tolerance for drunk drivers. Back in 1984, I was almost broadsided by one but at the last minute, he saw me and swerved. I had to chase him down and when I caught up to him he was totally plastered. He kept shoving his wallet in my face telling me to take what I thought the damage was worth so long as I didn't call the police; I should have just taken all his cash and called the police anyway... But it was my first encounter so I just got his information and let him go on his way.
It was about a week later that I thought about the incident and started shaking; the realization hit me that he could have killed me and he would not have given one bit of damn. I normally just avoid reckless drivers but if I see a drunk driver, I will actually reach for my cell and call the CHP.
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