I have lived at my house for three years. I live in a house on a corner lot. The two streets that form this corner aren’t just any two streets. No, these are two dangerous streets. During the summer I would actually sit on the porch and wait for an accident to happen. Today, that accident finally happened.
First let’s talk about why these two streets are so dangerous. First the street that runs East and West, 6th Street, is pretty busy. The street that runs North and South, Tippecanoe Street, is also a somewhat often used street, but it has what I like to call a “double danger bonus”. First of all 6th street has lots of houses on it, and thus lots of cars parked all along the street. This makes it somewhat hard to see if you are trying to cross 6th street. Then, the street before it crosses before crossing 6th has no stop sign, but 6th does. So what happens is that people cross the first street and don’t really think about there being a stop sign at the second street since there wasn’t one at the first, and they run right through it.
So with that in mind, here is how it went down. I was screwing around on my computer which is right in front of the door. I hear honking with a slight Doppler Effect so I know that this car is moving while honking. I spin around in my chair and leap to the front door just in time to hear a nice crunching sound and see one car spinning around and another screeching to a halt in the neighbors yard. A Taurus with not one, but two old people had ran the stop sign heading down Tippecanoe and got their grill ripped off by a Jeep Cherokee that was roaring down 6th street. I tried to run and get my camera but by the time I did they had already pulled up and off the road. So I started calling people to tell them that it finally happened. It was like watching the birth of a child.
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