Vakkotaur

Lately when the weather has been good I've going out for a walk rather than just do everything on the treadmill[1]. Today was nice day and so I went for a walk. I was walking along when I heard the Screeech! Hooonk! *CRASH* behind me. I didn't see anything, but one car attempted a left turn and was hit by another.

I turned around to see two cars that had just been in better condition coming to stops. The car with less damage pulled over to a curb though rather close to a corner.

Everyone was out of the cars, or was by the time I got back to the scene. They all appeared to be fine, if shaken. There was concern, but no injuries and no arguments. I was the only person with a phone, so I wound up calling the police. I also lent the phone to a guy so he could call his wife to explain that he'd be a bit late.

The less damaged car had a busted headlight lens (the light itself looked like it survived) and the sheet metal was bent just enough that opening and closing the hood might be more interesting that it should be. That was it. No real creases in anything and no liquid leaking anywhere.

The other vehicle did not fare so well. The front end was a big mess, it looked like the cooling system had leak somewhere, and the airbags had gone off. After the officer got his information and photographed the scene, that car wouldn't start again. The officer blocked one street of the intersection and a few of us pushed the disabled car to a nearby driveway belong to friend of that driver.

Once all that had been done and the debris swept up, I resumed my walk. Fortunately it did not get that exciting again.

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[1] Getting on the treadmill lately, even without any campaigning shown, has been a depressing demonstration that Newton Minnow would still be largely right today: Television is a vast wasteland.