The evil Volvo, causing a path of destruction in its wake -- including the Shakespeare Bridge sign...
...and Maria's poor car!
Everyone, please run and buy yourself a Volvo if you know what's good for you.
There was a devastating crash on Franklin Avenue after midnight last night and alas, my little Jetta is no more.
A Volvo was speeding west on Franklin, down the hill right after the Shakespeare Bridge and somehow, crossed the center dividing lane -- taking with it signs for both the bridge and Franklin Hills. It slid to the opposite lane, crashed into a car and then bounced off to my Jetta. The impact sent the Jetta flying back about a hundred feet, past a driveway entry and into the SUV parked on the other side.
Part of my car went up the curb, losing the tire on the rear passenger side.
The Volvo ended up in the middle of the Franklin Avenue with one sign on the hood and the other by its front fender.
The driver and passenger walked away unscathed, walking around and very coherently trying to convince the cops that they were just going 38 mph.
The cops were unconvinced, as they measured how much my car jumped from its original parked location to its final destination. Plus, they discovered a little stash of somethin'-somethin' in their car.
Thanks to all my Franklin Avenue neighbors who helped take pictures and gather my stuff from my poor little car. Two other cars were affected last night and it was just a horrible thing to go through. Especially since this is the third time it's happened to us on this street. (Mike's Civic was destroyed last June; he wrote about it here. It was also hit in 2001.)
I guess it really is time to move.
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