@fox26houston: Bodycam video shows an alleged drug-impaired driver careening onto a Toledo sidewalk and narrowly missing state troopers conducting a sobriety test on another suspected DUI motorist. Both drivers were arrested, and no one was injured.

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Martin Murua :
If I was that girl I would argue I can’t walk straight bc of shock from almost dying
2026-10-29 21:12:48
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444s.a.d
444s.a.d :
She can fight her case though, I’d literally be so fucking scared after that
2026-10-29 22:55:08
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christele.a
C.Albert :
Two DUI’s one stop omg 😭
2026-10-29 23:54:37
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learntopaintwithme
Renaissance by Rochelle 🔹 :
If that isn’t a wake up call idk what it Is
2026-10-29 23:56:16
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dawnpetitt
Dawn Petitt :
I don't think she will be drinking and driving again.
2026-10-29 20:46:34
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btvbanana
Btvbanana :
Bro didn’t need no test take his azz to jail
2026-10-29 22:53:14
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easyrider956
enriqueaguilar195 :
I call my mom or uber why risk all this
2026-10-29 23:46:47
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iamhernicole
Nicole :
This is sad.
2026-10-29 19:18:25
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livingautisticmystory
Living Autistic ♾️🥓 :
2026-10-29 19:20:13
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suh_dudez
shelbs ✨🦋✨ :
is everyone drunk in this city wtf!!
2026-10-29 22:52:12
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nightcap.kb
Nightcap :
Sobered her ass up immediately
2026-10-29 22:50:41
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chase.k.h
Chase 🦅 :
Buddy felt left out and wanted to join in lmao
2026-10-29 18:50:27
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ilia_tapturo
D1_Casual :
Genuinely why even attempt driving if you’re that fucking drunk.
2026-10-29 19:56:46
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its.brittanyestella
BrittanyEstella :
Well she's sober now
2026-10-29 22:49:18
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robertgraham8058
midCoastRobbie :
that woman should not have been given a DUI test after that happened there's no way she was in shock
2026-10-29 23:40:57
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Elizabitch 🌙 :
Pretty sure they let her go to chase him, she got lucky for
2026-10-29 23:14:08
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rick.h032
Rick H :
She’s bad bro let go
2026-10-29 23:24:07
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hefw.jazzyyy
jazzy 🫀’ :
This is Toledo from temu 💀💀
2026-10-29 21:04:12
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knowingdon
Mamba :
Suspect! Mfer try to take them out! 😳
2026-10-29 23:39:51
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ashleyelizabeth0396
ash :
I hope her doing this walk that we were shown was before the accident because fuck that cop if you made her do that after all that
2026-10-29 22:54:00
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yohn_solo
Yohn_Solo_Actual :
“Holy Fu*k is right! That streets on nearly took the cops head off
2026-10-29 23:59:03
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roncartavio2378
Ron Cartavio :
😂😂😂😂
2026-10-29 23:58:22
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yungcunnnt
DIlf Hunter :
Damn so close to greatness
2026-10-29 22:49:40
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tonymartinlunahouston713
Tony Martin LunaHoustontx713 :
🙏🙏🙏
2026-10-29 20:55:49
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