Doing my part for public safety

I was on my way home from Carol's banquet last night, coming along my own street. Just around the playground, a car came up suddenly on my bumper, tailgating me, and beeped his horn. I was already at the speed limit, but slowed. He stayed behind me, even after the Skilton turnoff, so I pulled over to the curb. He roared past and disappeared ahead of me, so I proceeded along toward home (but took note of the vehicle type and a partial plate). He must've gone around the block at Dublin or Tuner, because when I got to my turnoff he was behind me again, going down Freeport. As I got up into our dining room, a car of that type, presumably him, came back out Freeport. Then as I hung up my coat he came out Dublin and took off down Mill again.

So I called the police and described the incident to the clerk on duty. I knew he was probably long since disappeared, but I figured if they found the car wrapped around a tree, or if they found hit-and-run evidence, they might want to know about the looney.

About 10 minutes later, an actual officer called back and asked me to repeat my description of the incident; he said that the car matched one that was already "of interest" and they were trying to get more data. I overheard him telling a colleague to "call Wilmington," which is less than a mile away in the direction the car was headed.

This will probably end up as nothing more than a blotter report in the local paper "A Mill St resident reported a car driving erratically; Officer S-- investigated."