So, as we drove down the entry lane of our community, a turtle crossed the road. We drove past, turned around, and headed back to enable me to pick it up and move it to safety, near to the water.
A black Cadillac, big one, super Esplanade, driving in the center of the road back towards us at a speed exceeding the limit, drove over the turtle, causing a gunshot like noise which resounded through the neighborhood (women walkers on the next block told us they heard it).
We chased the driver down and informed him. He drove off.
Our neighbor Chuck, a regular walker, was on his way to play tennis. He picked up the turtle, carried it to the water’s edge and turned it over. The turtle sped in.
We called a local turtle sanctuary. They say turtles with broken backs don’t usually survive.
