After picking up my mom from the airport, I was going to take 99 north to return to work. While waiting at the stoplight as the first car to turn left onto 99 from 170th Street, I witnessed a hit and run accident in the intersection in front of me. A gold four-door sedan travelling northbound on 99 was turning left onto 170th street when a four-door Ford Taurus (older, maroon in color) travelling at a very high rate of speed southbound slammed on their brakes. The brakes squealed for several seconds but the Taurus still hit the gold car, T-boning the passenger side with the front left corner of the Taurus.
The Taurus then extricated itself from the wreck, drove around the gold sedan, and took off eastbound on 170th street. I saw the man driving it look right into my eyes, he was a younger very dark-skinned man with a bandanna in his dreadlocked hair wearing a white t-shirt. I did not catch the plate because I (a) thought he was pulling over and not taking off and (b) was concerned for the occupants of the gold sedan, which included a woman with a baby in the back seat. Several passersby at the Shell station across the street stepped out into the road to stop him, but he swerved around them and kept going until he was out of sight.
The man driving the gold sedan was looking for a phone, so I signalled to him that I had one and proceeded to cal 911 on my cell to report the hit and run accident. The operator took the information, and then requested to speak to the driver who had been hit. At this point my mother and I got out to assist the driver's wife and baby, with my mother helping the woman get the baby out of the driver's side back door while I opened the back passenger door (with some difficulty due to the impact site) to assist the wife. While walking to the injured vehicle I heard the police siren, and the first policeman onscene parked and got out to talk to the driver during the period I was helping his wife.
She indicated that she was not hurt, but was mildly shocky and mildly hysterical. I reassured her while my mom held the baby (also unhurt), and helped her walk over to the sidewalk near the accident. I then sent my mother with the baby back over to her while I spoke to the policeman about what I had seen and gave him my contact information. The policeman then started picking up the wreckage, including the Taurus' front bumper, and I found the "Ford" emblem that had also been left behind. While I helped to kick some of the broken plastic into a pile, two men in a large red truck pulled up and told the policeman that they had found the runaway driver behind a nearby apartment building. The policeman relayed that into his radio, and proceeded to move the injured gold car out of the intersection to allow traffic to resume as normal. Seeing that everyone was safe and the policeman had good control of the situation with a cleanup crew enroute, my mother and I returned to our car and proceeded on our way.
The accident occurred at approximately 12:15pm, and I was on my way back to work by approximately 12:30pm, as remembered from the time on my GPS unit.