Three days ago my son Chris had just dropped off his mother at the hospital to attend to his grandmother. Well, he started his trip back home to get ready for work. You see he works and goes to school. Well on his way home a car pulled up next to his car. Two gang bangers (teenager's raised by irresponsible parents) started saying silly things to my son. They made fun of the music coming out of his car. My son ignored them. He didn't say anything to them. Well, guess what they did? They followed him hitting his car repeatedly. My son drives a Police intercepter (Crown Vic). My son gunned it trying to avoid being killed by these two idiots. They smashed into his car repeatedly. They had a hard time catching my son but my son being a law abidding citizen he didn't want to hurt anyone by driving through stop lights so he would slow down to avoid hitting anyone. That is when they would catch up and smash into his car again. He crashed into a parked car, a light post and a fence. He was chased for over two miles. While this assault was being commited my son called the police repeatedly to get their help. They did nothing. They asked him where he was and he told them and they asked him to head to the police station. He listened to them. He gets there and the two punks smashed into his car while parked in the police station lot. He ran in asking for help and all he got was more questions. Two officers saw what was happening and they made an attempt to appear to chase the individuals in question. Apparently a trained police officer in a supped up police car can't catch a guy driving a HYundai Accent. The two punks haven't been found. My son's car is junk. With all the cameras everywhere these useless police tell us that their police station doesn't have cameras outside. All this happened two blocks from home. What is the morale of the story?
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