From the recent local news, the sad story of a motorcyclist, a military vet and former police officer, who was killed in a hit-and-run accident a few miles south of here in La Marque. Statements from the family suggest that, had this not been a hit-and-run, had he received prompt medical attention, he might have survived.
What piqued my curiosity was the fact that the perpetrator was tracked down using video footage - mysterious video footage that was obtained HOW??
It took a bit of digging to come up with this interview by Galveston County Daily News. It seems to imply that some of the video was captured by a nearby hotel security camera. But at the 52-second mark of the interview, the officer clearly says "we've got footage from our motorcycle...". It sounds like the deceased man may have installed a dash cam on his bike.
And speaking of dash cams being used to assist law enforcement, we had a doozie of an experience the other night, one which I communicated to Harris County Sheriff Adrian Garcia directly, and with dash cam pics as evidence. I was driving my family northbound on IH-45 feeder just south of El Dorado, and a Sheriff's Deputy was stopped in the traffic lane assisting a disabled motorist. I slowed WAY down (a) because that's the law and (b) it's overwhelming common sense on a road that has no shoulder: this motorist and officer were directly in the path of oncoming traffic.
So as soon as I slow down to pass safely, a driver comes roaring up behind me. It's only a two-lane feeder, so he cannot pass. He goes into road-rage mode and starts flashing his lights and surging forward aggressively, literally right up to my bumper, threatening to ram my car!! Nevermind that there's an officer right there and that people are standing in the roadway.
When we both came to the El Dorado overpass, I didn't pull up along side him, for fear that he'd take out a gun and shoot us... because we slowed down to pass a peace officer safely.
That gap between me and the white truck ahead of me is for safety. |
Anyway, one of the neat things about a dash cam is that you don't have to distract yourself with taking notes or writing things down, because they record audio as well as video. You can just talk the whole incident through as it's happening and then transcribe it later or save the video for future use in case it's needed. I was able to call out the license plate on this idiot's truck and then get it off the recording later, so that I could relay that to Sheriff Garcia. And I saved the video segments before putting the thing back into continuous-loop recording mode.
And in other theme-related news, last night I went to Burger House, a wonderful little place (so much better than junk food chain restaurants) just north of Centerpointe on Main Street (FM 518) between Calder and Highway 3. There were two LCPD cars in the parking lot taking a report from a driver who had just been the unlucky subject of yet another hit-and-run. The driver had pulled the semi-functional car into the Burger House parking lot to get it off the street. Nobody appeared hurt, but a fine mess was made of the car. A dash cam might have helped with that investigation. In the fluster of the moment, the driver might have been able to at least call out the plate number, and of course there would be footage of the fleeing vehicle. I've been in those kind of wrecks and they can be extremely scary and disorienting. There's little chance of someone remembering or writing down a license plate in such an upset frame of mind. But the dash cam can almost do it all for you.
I'm looking forward to the day when dash cams are standard equipment in all cars. They may not save your life, but they might help convict the person who killed you, who road-raged on you, or who destroyed your property.
And there you have it, A Tale of Three Motor Vehicle Bastards, for this Thursday morn.
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