Late Night Action

Last night around midnight I was awakened by the sound of squealing tires and crashing cars.

By the time I put on a bathrobe and went downstairs the police were already arriving. Eventually there were six cruisers and detectives’ cars, two fire trucks and two first-aid vans in the intersection in front of my house. Two cars clipped each other in the intersection, and one of them went up over the curb, knocked out the traffic light control box and wound up in the shrubs in the front yard of the house across the street from me.

The two red lights in the box above are the taillights of the car. We thought it had crashed into the house, but it stopped before that, and it didn’t seem like anyone was hurt (though the residents of the house were probably not amused). Much of the neighborhood came out to watch the latest craziness — it seems every couple of years someone does something stupid in that intersection.