Bad Accident & Foot Fleeing Driver

On our way to Kevin's army basic training graduation, a bad collision happened very close to us. We were in the middle turn lane, about 1/2 mile from the left-turn stop light that takes us to Gate #4 of Fort Jackson. There were many, many cars in line, with the same destination in mind. The speed limit on that road is 40mph. 

   We heard a substantial crash just behind us & to the right. A white work-utility truck was spinning around & flinging debris as a black Cadillac SUV careened into a house's backyard fence, unmitigated by the driver's brake pedal. The white pickup truck rested diagonally, completely blocking both lanes of eastbound traffic. I thought I saw a couple of people get out of their cars to check for injuries & to call 911. I hesitated for about 20 seconds, as I didn't want to get so involved that I would risk missing the graduation event. Then, of course, I got out to help. That is just what I tend to do. Stephanie got out & got into the driver seat. We figured that we should keep traffic moving, as another obstruction might cause another incident. 

  I ran up to the white pickup with the tool boxes built into each side of the bed. My feet slipped on broken glass as I approached the driver's side of the vehicle. The airbags were deployed, but no one was there. Where was the driver? I was on the phone with 911 to report the accident. 

  I heard someone loudly say: "where are you going?!" Then, I saw a man walking down the residential side street. I walked toward him to see if he had witnessed the accident. Then, he began running away from me. It instantly occurred to me that this fellow was the driver of the white truck & he was fleeing the scene. I instinctively gave chase, telling the 911 operator about what was going on. The offending driver made a hard left into a house's backyard. I ended the foot chase & told the 911 operator the address of the house backyard that he ran into. 

  Returning to the scene of the accident, I was shocked to find no one attending to the driver of the black Cadillac SUV, who was laying/sitting on the ground about 3 feet from his wrecked vehicle. With my phone to my ear, I talked to the injured driver & informed 911 that we needed an ambulance. From his spot on the grass, the dazed driver of the wrecked Cadillac SUV told me that most of the left side of his body hurt badly & that he hurt his tongue in the crash. He was also unable to walk. He told me about the accident- that the white pickup had been turning left in a gap of our line & apparently didn't see that it wasn't clear to complete the turn. 

  After I did all that I could do & reported all that I could to the 911 operator, the authorities gave me permission to leave. Emergency vehicles were well on their way. I ran swiftly for a few minutes to catch up with my rental vehicle before my wife had to make the left turn to the base. The line was that long and that slow. I didn't get any pictures.