I want to tell you about an incident that happened before my very eyes.
I was married then, I had a daughter, my husband and I were coming back from a trip from one bank to the other, the city is located on two banks of the Angara River.
So, we're going with him, we're not interfering with anyone, the road goes a little downhill - in front of us downhill under the viaduct, then suddenly Toyota cuts us off, I can't say the brand, time has passed a lot, and, to be honest, I haven't even remembered.
Toyota is cutting so much that we had to leave noticeably to the right, almost to the side of the road. My husband was driving, and his reaction was excellent. Well, here, as usual, I'm not going to pass you the words of my husband, abnormal vocabulary was used for five points, and it is clear that such things are happening.
My husband calmed down, leveled the car, and went on. We pass the police station (then also) and observe the picture: the toyota that cut us off stands at the post, the driver, sticking out the window shouting something to the postman. We passed the post, then the bridge and drove to the left bank.
We walk around the city about 40-50 km/h and then this unfortunate car overtakes us again. Goes a little forward and it is carried.
I must say that the time was October, the road has already frozen well, and the toyota has spiked rubber. First, it rolls in one direction, then in the other, and with all the swing it is pushed into the lamp pole! The pole, not thinking for long, tilts down and falls carefully on the roof of the Toyota.
Husband goes and sentences - That's how you need to know! I made him stop, his husband was working in a taxi and he had a radio with him. We called an ambulance and a traffic police on the radio and went to help those who were in the Toyota.
From the impact and falling on the car she had all the doors locked, had comrades, and there were two of them, pulled out through the back window. One of them came out, and the other one came out. When they pulled him out, the body opened its drunken eyes and looked at us. That is, it turned out that he was in such a blue haze that he did not remember how the pillars crossed his path.
Both were intact without damage, and that's why the police didn't detain them at the post - history is silent. I quickly dragged my husband away from the scene of the accident, or else they would have been guilty, God forbid.