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Does This Look Like The Face of a Drunk Driver Who Tried To Light His Cigarette With The Flames of His Crashed, Burning Car?

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Fox News

A suspected drunken driver went back to his burning car Sunday to try lighting his cigarette using the flames, according to the CHP.

Amy Walker with the CHP says Robert Quigley, 25, rear-ended an SUV that was stopped in traffic on westbound Interstate 80 just west of Antelope Road. At the time of the crash, Quigley was driving around 75 to 80 mph.

A CHP officer spotted the car after it burst into flames and turned around in traffic to help. As he did, he spotted Quigley switch seats with his female passenger. Quigley later admitted to the officer that he was behind the wheel at the time of the crash.

A witness told officials a shirtless Quigley went back to his burning car to light his cigarette, singeing part of his eyebrows off in the process, according to Walker. Quigley later told the officer at the scene, “Yeah I’m not afraid of fire. I deal with this kind of stuff all the time.”

Walker says Quigley sustained a burn on his neck from his seatbelt. No one else was injured in the crash.

Obviously drunk driving is bad, but lighting your cigarette with the flames of your burning car is about as bad ass as it gets. That’s almost too fictitious of a move to pull off in a Fast and Furious movie, never mind in real life. I think someone like Chuck Norris  would scoff at the idea for being too unrealistic. Not Robert Quigley though. Quigs, who could easily pass for the actor Jesse Eisenberg, doesn’t fuck around. He’s about to go to jail for a quite a long time and wants to smoke his heater beforehand? Well, he’s going to find a light no matter what it takes. The quote he said to the officer afterwards was incredible.

“Yeah I’m not afraid of fire. I deal with this kind of stuff all the time.”

I look at people shooting off their own fireworks on the Fourth of July and think they’re crazy. I’ve seen what happens when that shit hits the fan (JPP). I like my fingers. I’ll go to the water to watch fireworks, but I’m not lighting the fuse. Well, Quigley takes that to a whole new level. You can be a pyro-maniac, but you don’t hold a fucking candle to Robert Quigley.

I think the most shocking part of this story was that it didn’t happen in Florida. This whole scene out of a Danny Trejo/Sylvester Stallone movie came from the hills of Sacramento, California. I honestly just think the article is incorrect because this is the most Florida thing of all time. I’m actually upset it’s not from Florida. Goddamit.