Nobody died. Somebody ran.
So, um. This just happened on the corner outside my building. I heard the massive CRASH CRASH CRASH *BOOM* and saw the sky light up as if lightning had struck.
It seems Jackass was coming down ... let’s call it Elm Street, at Ludicrous Speed, with cops in pursuit. Elm intersects in a weird and stupid fashion with Oak and Maple, and at the center of Weird Stupid Intersection is a big concrete median, which Jackass hit, apparently going airborne and then rolling over at least once on its path through a large but innocent hedge of lilacs. All those downed branches you see are chunks of lilac hedge.
The flash and explosion was the power pole it hit, which had a transformer on it that feeds the houses across the street from here. But HOW the truck ended up where it did, with its rear end and not front bumper against that power pole, I cannot work out.
I took this photo from the laundry room window at the end of the hall. Could hear the cops talking about the guy who ran, that he was bleeding from his head and maybe somewhere else. I’m amazed he lived.
I’ve been hearing someone screeching and roaring around the neighborhood at night, at least three times (once with what sounded like every cop in town in pursuit) in the last couple weeks, and tonight when I got home - about 40 minutes before CRASH CRASH CRASH *BOOM* - I had a particularly strong feeling that I might not want to park on the street, that Jackass would be around and the lot around the side would be a lot safer. It happens he wouldn’t have hit my car on the path he took, but it’s interesting to me how strongly I felt something was going to happen tonight and that I needed to take precautions.
It seems Jackass was coming down ... let’s call it Elm Street, at Ludicrous Speed, with cops in pursuit. Elm intersects in a weird and stupid fashion with Oak and Maple, and at the center of Weird Stupid Intersection is a big concrete median, which Jackass hit, apparently going airborne and then rolling over at least once on its path through a large but innocent hedge of lilacs. All those downed branches you see are chunks of lilac hedge.
The flash and explosion was the power pole it hit, which had a transformer on it that feeds the houses across the street from here. But HOW the truck ended up where it did, with its rear end and not front bumper against that power pole, I cannot work out.
I took this photo from the laundry room window at the end of the hall. Could hear the cops talking about the guy who ran, that he was bleeding from his head and maybe somewhere else. I’m amazed he lived.
I’ve been hearing someone screeching and roaring around the neighborhood at night, at least three times (once with what sounded like every cop in town in pursuit) in the last couple weeks, and tonight when I got home - about 40 minutes before CRASH CRASH CRASH *BOOM* - I had a particularly strong feeling that I might not want to park on the street, that Jackass would be around and the lot around the side would be a lot safer. It happens he wouldn’t have hit my car on the path he took, but it’s interesting to me how strongly I felt something was going to happen tonight and that I needed to take precautions.