The past week was quite a hectic one for me but I think last night summed everything up for me.
As usual after getting on board a trotro from Circle around 8:30pm, I waited patiently for it to get full. I whipped out my phone as is the routine to enjoy some gaming action. Little did I know I was in for a big surprise that night.
Ok so in about 10 minutes the trotro got full and we made our way out of the station (the one right under the overhead bridge close to busy internet). As the vehicle made a few turns in order to get unto the main road I heard someone from the shoulders of the road shout “wo b3 k) ama )mo akye Wo” meaning he was walking into the grasp of the police officers. I was glued to my phone when I heard the comment and less than 5 seconds after he said that I lifted my head and saw a pick up vehicle packed to the max with police officers. I’m talking 8-10 officers here. Immediately the police officers pulled the trotro we were in over.
Now strap yourselves in. Before I could panic and get agitated over the fact that I was going to be delayed in getting home by a driver, who probably hasn’t renewed his license ( I’m assuming cos I was yet to find out why we were pulled over), some wild action took place.
I head some scrambling outside our trotro and just as I turned to look out my window I saw a motor bike rider get knocked off his bike….errm in fact knock is an understatement get smacked off his bike by a sedan with a female passenger in the driver’s seat.
Apparently the guy is an “okada” guy and knowing that his motor bike services are illegal, he was desperate to avoid any confrontation with the police that night but guess what happened instead, he landed right in their arena.
Now here is where the real GTA action commenced (GTA – Grand Theft Auto for those who don’t like games but watch news ;-> ). After the bike rider had been thrown a few feet away from his bike he managed to get on his feet. Dazed and confused by the hit, he hobbled across the road as the vehicles had come to a halt. By this time some of the women in the trotro I was in had called on Jesus a couple of times and were shaken with fear. But the show was far from over.
The moment the baffled and probably wounded guy locked eyes with the police officers who were charging towards him, his adrenalin kicked in. My goodness! Come and see sprinting paa…whaaat? More police officers hopped off the pick up and pursued the suspect. Like watching an episode of wildest police videos or playing GTA with a 3 star wanted status, the biker who had abandoned his bike was chased up and down the streets. The police and the suspect were meandering though the stream of on coming vehicles. It was spectacular.
Obviously there was no escape for the bike rider but was there an escape for our driver ? Oh yes! Before the police could look back he had gradually accelerated and made his way from the crime scene. Soon we were home bound amidst the usual commentary from the passengers which included previous encounters they also had.
Was I happy the guy got hit and was chased? No! Was I happy the lady almost killed someone with her vehicle when it was no fault of hers? No? Was I happy the trotro driver escaped correction? No. But Boy was I glad I witnessed all that action and still managed to get home in time to have my ritual Friday movie night in my room.
Oh and by the way I couldn’t take any videos or pictures because this is Circle. You could get robbed on a crime scene when a suspect is being apprehended so I’m sorry but I couldn’t risk the life of my phone for this post.
What can I say but Some days are just special and I love Ghana.