Local Baby Driver snitches on himself

From time to time, we all do some bad stuff. Hopefully, we’re all keeping it confined to stealing office supplies, or rolling 4-way stop signs late at night in the middle of nowhere when there’s no one around.

If you were raised right, your parents should have taught you that nobody likes a tattletale. Squealing on your friends and family is wretched, but squealing on yourself is a whole ‘nother category. This guy in Tulsa doesn’t quite understand that classic code of the streets.

From KFOR:

TULSA, Okla. – A suspect who led Oklahoma Highway Patrol troopers on a chase last month has been arrested after he allegedly bragged about the incident to several people.

According to FOX 23, on September 28, troopers spotted a driver, later identified as William Fredrick, 21, going 137 mph in a 60 mph zone on I-44 in Tulsa. When troopers attempted to pull the driver over, he would not stop and blew through red lights and passed cars on the shoulder of the road.

Later that same night, a trooper spotted Fredrick again and tried to pull him over, but Fredrick did not stop, and sped through neighborhoods at 100 mph. The chase stopped when Fredrick got on the Broken Arrow Expressway.

On October 22, officials received a tip that Fredrick was bragging about the incident and the tipster knew where he lived.

Troopers tracked Fredrick down later that week to a fast food restaurant where a police helicopter spotted his car in the parking lot. He left the fast food restaurant and went home where he was met with troopers.

He allegedly admitted to being involved in the chase. He told troopers he didn’t want jail time or a ticket and that he was scared.

Fredrick was booked into the Tulsa County jail on more than 15 complaints including eluding and reckless driving.

It’s hard to be sympathetic, because I believe that driving like an asshole should be a felony. Not only could you seriously hurt/maim/kill somebody, but it’s also just dumb and stressful to everyone else trying to make it through their day without some suburban white kid piloting a Honda with a body kit showing off how fast the car his parents bought him can go.

After he got away, it seems like our local Baby Driver thought it would be a fantastic idea to pull up into his neighborhood Sonic Drive-In, redeem a limeade coupon, and regale the carhop with his lurid tales of automotive crime.

That’s probably not what really happened, but the story is vague enough that we can take some poetic license here. Anyways, the main takeaway here is to not snitch, and especially not on yourself. Take it from MF Doom: