Kerplow
I'm sitting in the yard, minding my own business, eating more than a single-serving of Safeway Cinnamon Graham Crackers, when, kerplow, a crash, the sound of bouncing metal and maybe broken glass.
A kid driving by our house hit a parked Jeep, knocked his own bumper clear off and scattered auto parts into the street. He's unhurt, but freaked.
I had looked at the Jeep not ten minutes before. It was for sale, and much more expensive than I would have guessed. It was in good shape, a convertible, and it's still in remarkable shape given the number of parts of the kid's SUV that are in the street.
And now I hear a siren.
A kid driving by our house hit a parked Jeep, knocked his own bumper clear off and scattered auto parts into the street. He's unhurt, but freaked.
I had looked at the Jeep not ten minutes before. It was for sale, and much more expensive than I would have guessed. It was in good shape, a convertible, and it's still in remarkable shape given the number of parts of the kid's SUV that are in the street.
And now I hear a siren.
