This just happened on our street. The driver seemed fine, but kept saying, “Aw, c’mon man” when I tried to leave, and wanted to shake my hand. I think he was a little loopy.
That break in the windshield might have been from his head. The airbag deployed, but if he wasn’t wearing his seatbelt, he could have slipped to the side. The police came while I was still in the bizarre handshake standoff.
He extended his hand again, making sure it was in the shadow of his body from the police car’s spotlight and said, “C’mon, they won’t see.” So I acquiesced and shook it.
He didn’t hand me drugs or anything, dammit.
What kind of numbskull does this to his car?
This concave building in London concentrates sunlight like a magnifying glass and melts cars in its beam.
In their defence, the architects never considered that there might be a sunny day in London.
Today was the first hot day of the season, which apparently made people drive like maniacs. I mean seriously, they were CA-RAY-ZEE!
I’m sure the craziness is why this accident happened.
This is the haunting sight of a ‘car graveyard’ nestled in a Belgian forest, where vintage motors sit rusting among the fronds.
The old-fashioned vehicles are thought to have been left in the wood near the village of Chatillon by U.S. soldiers who were stationed in southern Belgium during World War II.
When the war ended, military troops were sent home, but could not afford to ship the cars they had bought and hid them in the forest.