It all started in 2001 on may 25, when ended the school year. My son left the house and crossed three quarters. We then heading to school for a diploma. In thirty minutes we have to cross the road. On the road was not visible from the cars, red light for cars, besides the traffic light was standing near a patrol car. Looking around my son and began to cross the road. Here crossing the road, I noticed that the right side of the road, shot out of a black car at breakneck speed. With my son I had to move out of the way, the driver of a foreign car has not calmed down and sharply gave on brakes. Machine with a turn one hundred eighty degrees froze, it was the road dust. But the patrol got scared and shot at the wheel. But the wheel is no evil, there was no relief from this as the shot was fired. Kalashnikova the bullet that just bounced off. The driver got out of the car and leaving immediately pulled out a gun and fired a shot to the head patrolman. When another one arrived the patrol car, he shot at my son. He probably wanted to stop the police. Well I didn't stay in serials. I sat in a patrol car, standing near the traffic light and follow him...