Open the mail box after getting home and it's some junk flyer and letter. In the dark I look at the letter to see if it's of any interest or just credit spam.

Oh dear. King County Prosecuting Attorney. I don't think this is going to be as good as the letter from the IRS.  

So I get up to the house and open it up. There's the date... There's my name(middle name too!) and address... Case number... Crime: Driving While Under The Influence. 

Holy Shits Batman! DUI ?! 

Did I get pulled over and was too smashed to remember it? Can't be. I'm too cheap to buy more than a beer, or three, at any venue or drinking establishment, and I have a lifetime supply of Tequila here at home. So what the hell is this?

Oh, witness letter huh? I guess it's from the motorcycle accident from a bit back. It's a damn shame.

Well, I guess I'll see where this goes...

SC