I called 911 when I saw a drunk driver. He was swearing on the feeder road in Houston, Texas. He jumped curbs, and sped up behind drivers. I felt scared of being hit. At first I was nervous, but I found the courage to pick up the phone and dial 911. I explained the situation to the operator. I gave him the street and area where the drunk driver was. I calmly explained the details. I then went on my usual way.

dave0903 dave0903
18-21, M
2 Responses Jan 11, 2010

That sometimes, doing what's right is being brave.

So, what's the lesson?