OK, So, Wow

The girls and I went out to eat last night at Black-Eyed Pea, because kids eat free. Then, we went to Michael's to get some stuff for Jillian to decorate her valentines box with. On the way home, at 8:23 p.m., we see this Hummer shoot out from a side street, hit a median, richochet off, spin around, and hit a power pole on the other side of the street.
So, I turn around and go to the scene of the accident. The driver, who was an intoxicated young woman in her late teens/early 20s, walked off. Left the scene of the accident. Hit, And. Run.
There were 4 witnesses: Me, a guy named Marcus, and a couple whose names I didn't ask. We called 911 FIVE TIMES, and it took the police NINETY MINUTES to show up. And we were just witnesses, doing our civic duty.
And it's cold, and rainy, and windy, and my kids go to bed before nine.
When the police finally showed up, they said it had only come across a few minutes previously. Which we could tell, because no two trucks showed up till the police did.
Policeman: When did the accident happen?
all of us: 8:23
Policeman: You've been out here for an hour and a half?
all of us: YES.
The scary part was, the BF of the driver came by, got really mad, fell to his knees, hit the ground with his fist, called her a bunch of names, took stuff out of the hummer and left. He came by three times and took stuff out of the hummer each time.
Anyway, the moral of the story? Apparently, shift change for HPD is at 9 p.m., so if you're planning on getting into or witnessing a wreck, don't do it at 8:23 p.m.