I'm glad we didn't build our house on the road that goes past our little development. It's a dangerous place to live.
Last year, a drunk took down one side of our neighbor's fence and kept driving. They found the car a half-mile down the road with an 8' section of wooden fence jammed underneath. He had torn the front suspension out when he hit the fence and was skidding on the wood for the entire distance. A state trooper found the driver some distance away, trying to leave the scene on foot.
Last night, someone hit a different neighbor's brick mailbox and completely destroyed it. From the looks of the damage, it appears it was hit by a trailer or the side of a flatbed truck. The way some of the locals drive with their farm trucks, it's a wonder there aren't more accidents. The road is narrow and hilly and it's difficult to see oncoming traffic in several places, especially on the stretch where the two accidents happened.
Accidents...break-ins...drunk drivers...no matter where you live, most of society's ills manage to follow.
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Yep -- we just had an extreme case of road rage here, that left one good man dead, and the perp facing probable manslaughter charges.
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