It was probably around mid-night when a call came in about an impaired driver on the interstate. Being the DWI hound that I was at the time, I was dispatched to intercept him.
He was easy to spot. Too easy. He was literally swerving from dirt to dirt. Baring in mind that this is a two lane interstate with plenty of shoulder. I straddled the center lane and activated everything I had. There were several tense moments when I thought he was about to roll his truck, but because the road was wet, and apparently because he was moving so lethargically he was able to just correct himself. At times he was slidding sideways down the interstate. This went on for what seemed like forever but was probably in fact only a couple of minutes.
After I finally got him to stop, he spilled out of his truck as my partner and I approached his vehicle. In all other aspects he was your typical highly impaired driver. Didn't know he had missed his turn several miles back and in fact was on the wrong road. Pin point constricted pupils slurred speech, staggering... the works.
To sum it up, he was both drunk and high. He was shooting up OC's. The evidence was recovered from his vehicle along with several different pills.
We took him to a hospital then we took him to jail.
The same guy wrapped his truck around a telephone poll two weeks later.
We got lucky that night in that we were able to stop him without anyone getting hurt or killed. There was a long line of cars behind him on the interstate because they were smart enough not to try and pass him. Thank God he didn't cross the median.
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