You can take this post both as a serious post with a pinch of humor but this is something that has really been bugging me for a few years.
What I'm about to tell you below occurred when I lived in my last neighborhood and now it has seemed to follow me to my present neighborhood. I'm starting to wonder if when I move from one place to another there always seems to a the remnants that follows. A perfect example of this is when I live in my last home....during the summer I always seem to see this snake hang out in my yard. All the neighbors around me told me they had never seen one. Well as soon as I moved..... my little friend has seemed to follow me to my present residence....yet it's the same story...no one has ever seen it but me.
Another example is more tailored to the subject at hand. My old neighborhood was located on a small quiet street. The speed limit is 20 MPH and there were young children who play in the street. It seems that most of the people who lived in our subdivision are always in a hurry to go places and they don't seem to agree with the speed limit. They preferred to do 30-40 MPH. At the time I would be outside with my child who was younger at the time and would cringe as the cars would be rolling by like a cheap drag strip and I would literally have to grab my daughter hoping someone wouldn't run us over. I kept telling people that one day something will happen and it did...a 10 yr old was run over by a women who spent more time making sure the ash of her cigarette broke the world record for the longest ash that never fell off in their lap. Luckily the child was only bruised....but it could have been a lot worse.
Well it seems that it has also followed us to our new place. Over the last few years I've noticed a few neighbors who refuse to slow down even when I give them my old hand signal...and you know which one I'm talking about! I've discussed this with a few of my neighbors and they agree.
I've finally figured out who the main culprits are. Apparently we have a family down the block who I now call the Lead Foot family. That's right...lots of lead and every day around 5 pm one of the members of the Lead Foot family decides to drive by at high speeds without any courtesy to slow down. As a matter of fact...every time the husband drives by in his nice shiny car doing a minimum of 40 MPH....I'll give him a really nasty glare while yelling the words...SLOW THE F DOWN! So what does he do? He smiles and waves while driving by. The same goes for the wife who must have taken up the same habit as the other lady...I have actually been able to see the long ash in her mouth even at high speeds.
So I came up with plan....have you ever heard of the rubber ball experiment? Here's how it works...when you see a speeding car go by.....roll the ball into the street and see if the ball gets run over or the car comes to a screeching halt. This way you'll know if It was a child...maybe the driver would get the message.
Unfortunately I never got the chance to test this with our friends the Lead Foot Family. They had to find out the hard way.
If you feel that the rest of this post is too hard to read or the photos are too gruesome then you may move on. I'm not here to disgust anyone but to make people aware that we have a problem here.
Now for the outcome of this story. The photos you are looking at are blood stains on the street in front of my driveway. One of these photos was taken after I put some bleach down on the areas that were even worse to look at. Thankfully....I never did get to see the body.
Apparently the other night my neighbors cat from across the street was on my lawn when it ran out into the street on it's way home. It never made it. Apparently the lead foots strike again!
They were driving by and ran the cat over and broke it's neck as well as severing it from the head. Pretty disgusting. Well our friends were so guilty that they knocked on the cats owner door to show them what happened. Let's just say it was a very sad ending and I really hope that this time they get it through their thick heads.
Now we all have the memory of looking at the blood stains in the street as a reminder. But those dam Lead Foots live down the block and probably aren't even remorseful. The next time I see them I'll be sure to make them notice me as they drive by in their glory.
This cost a nice family an animals early death. Next time it could be a child.
Pets are people too.
Shame on them!
For more information please contact Neal The Real Deal Bloom
-Realtor® /Remax Premier Assoc.
2500 Weston Road ,Suite 103
Weston FL 33331
(954)608-5556 Direct
(954)212-0257 Fax
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