3/26/2011. Shots Fired.

It's another Friday night, time to go out and shake off the week, right? Usually this is the case and everything goes to plan. March 26th was the exception. We, BillyC, MarcC, SanamB, MitchR, and JoshW, had just finished a very successful night at the Saddle Ranch in Universal City Walk. After we shared our goodbyes with some good friends from high school, we began to make our way home. We pile in the Bromobile, which happens to be a sporty Chrysler Pacifica, and we bump the Zach Brown.

After a quick stop at Denny's, we make our way to MarcC's house. For Marc's privacy, I can't quite give his exact location, but think of the area near JFK in Granada Hills. This was our final destination.
The time is roughly 3:00am, we arrive. As Marc parks the van along the right side of the very dark street and we prepare to exit, we hear our rear window shatter. We all turn around and notice a gaping hole, just above and behind Mitch, punched through rear most window.
Not even a second passes when we know what's going on.
Shots fired.
We check each other, make sure no one is hurt. Everyone is alright.
"GO MARC, GET OUT OF HERE!"
We were a bit frantic. But Marc never gave into the moment.
Marc heroically fumbled for the keys but quickly gets the car started. Everyone is crouched down in their seats as Marc heroically accelerates through his neighborhood. As we race through the streets, Mitch is talking to the dispatcher. They tell us to head to the Devonshire division police station. It takes not even 5 minutes to reach it.
We, JoshW and MitchR, calmly enter the police station.
"Hi, umm, we've just been shot at."
The officer could not look any less enthused. He pulls out a set of papers and asks us a few basic questions- anyone hurt? did you see anyone? where did this take place? etc...
The officer records all the information in his incident report.
We ask if there is anything else they can do, maybe send out a patrol, check the neighborhood.
"We'll see what we can do" the officer casually replies.
Thanks LAPD. I won't both ya'll next time with my small time problems.
After the PD, we pile back in and regroup ourselves. We'll head to MitchR's house to spend the night.
Arriving at his house, we are all relieved and feeling extremely thankful that none of us were injured.
It's nearly 4:00am, we're home safe and ready to sleep.

March 26th, 2001. Shots Fired. Never Forget. Bro's Forever.

[EVIDENCE]

 Above: Does this need a caption?

 Above: MitchR's seating during shooting. Very lucky guy.

 Above: Morning after. Gotta be thankful.

 Above: Whatcha know about street cred?

 Above: More damage...

Above: problem solved!

-JoshW