Andrew yells, "Some guy is hitting our van!!!" and goes running outside, quickly followed by all the rest of us (fortunately all the kids were in bed.) The guy had stopped up the road a little and I went running up to him yelling, "You just hit my car!" He says, "yeah, he's out looking." Meaning his passenger. So as everyone is looking at the damage, the passanger comes out of the car with an open container of beer in his hand. Good move buddy. My dad called the police. While we were waiting for the officer to come the driver never got out, but the passenger went back to the car, got a cooler out of the car and tried to dart down an alley way to stash the cooler somewhere. Tennille yells at him to stop, then my dad calmly says, "sir, your not going anywhere with the cooler." The guy sets it down and walks back over to us. The driver finally comes out of the car and had a pretty significant smell about him. The funniest moment of the night is when the officer came and gave the driver a sobriety test, he tells him to take three steps heel to toe, they guy takes two, almost falls and then slurs as he says, "did you say three?" Then as he can't really take the third step says, "you know, it is really windy up here."
When the officer was taking him away in handcuffs we felt really bad for him. However, we also were relieved that he got caught now, just hitting a parked car without anyone in it. The officer told us that they estimate that they save a life for every 7 drunk drivers that they site. He said he estimates based on that he has saved 7 lives already this year alone. Yikes. The good news is the guy was driving his company's vehicle, so we shouldn't have trouble with insurance. The company is a winery. :)