Where do I begin... ah yes, it's cold as fuck here in Seattle. I mean like frosty balls for everyone. Anyways, I live on a very steep hill and it's been sledded on by 500 kids so it's like glass. Black-ice wishes it was this slippery.
So yesterday morning, this new Honda Accord tries to go up the hill like a dumb ass but ends up sliding back down and smashes into a stop sign in front of my house, knocking it to the ground. He gives up on the car and parks it. While he's waiting for a tow truck, another car tries to go up the hill and does the same thing, except he smashes into the Honda's passenger door, bending it beyond unprofessional repair. So the guy gets some rope and ties his door shut while screaming obscenities like the mad little Chinese man he is. Anyways, 2 tow trucks later, no one can pull this guy out until the ice melts because the road is just too slippery to get traction. Here's your first picture:
(click to enlarge) You can see the hill and the Honda. And here's a picture of one of the tow trucks that failed.
I'll also add in this tidbit of information; my other roommate (Nail-gun Matt) couldn't get his baby blue truck out of our driveway yesterday to go to work so he walked about 3 miles to by tire chains...lol
So last night around 11:00pm, my roommate (Edde) and I are out in the front yard having a St. Pauli Girl and hear a crunch at the top of the hill. We look up there just as this Range Rover comes blasting through the "Road Closed" sign and down our hill. I said "Looks like we got a customer!" and we both run out of the way. This guy in the Range Rover comes down the hill out of control, no brakes, at about 35mph and slams head-on into the ass end of the Honda, smashing it about 15 feet down the hill and into our driveway, totally blocking Nail-gun Matt's truck in the driveway. :super lol:
But the story doesn't end there. Oh no.
My roommate (Edde) and I are screaming "Holy Shit! Holy Shit! THAT WAS FUCKING GNARLY!" and just as I get up to the guy's car to see if he's OK or if he needs another beer, he throws it in reverse and tries to run me over. I easily got out of his way but all the commotion brought out about 5 other neighbors and one of them had a camera and snapped a shot of this guy's Range Rover before he got away. We all call the cops and give them a description, license plate, etc. (Mind you I'm drunk as shit by this point)
Enough of the story...here's the rest of the pictures
And here is my favorite picture, me, the cop, and Edde (Notice the cool motorcycle gloves, the "Hooters" beer coozie, and the dope sweat pants) lol
So yesterday morning, this new Honda Accord tries to go up the hill like a dumb ass but ends up sliding back down and smashes into a stop sign in front of my house, knocking it to the ground. He gives up on the car and parks it. While he's waiting for a tow truck, another car tries to go up the hill and does the same thing, except he smashes into the Honda's passenger door, bending it beyond unprofessional repair. So the guy gets some rope and ties his door shut while screaming obscenities like the mad little Chinese man he is. Anyways, 2 tow trucks later, no one can pull this guy out until the ice melts because the road is just too slippery to get traction. Here's your first picture:
(click to enlarge) You can see the hill and the Honda. And here's a picture of one of the tow trucks that failed.
I'll also add in this tidbit of information; my other roommate (Nail-gun Matt) couldn't get his baby blue truck out of our driveway yesterday to go to work so he walked about 3 miles to by tire chains...lol
So last night around 11:00pm, my roommate (Edde) and I are out in the front yard having a St. Pauli Girl and hear a crunch at the top of the hill. We look up there just as this Range Rover comes blasting through the "Road Closed" sign and down our hill. I said "Looks like we got a customer!" and we both run out of the way. This guy in the Range Rover comes down the hill out of control, no brakes, at about 35mph and slams head-on into the ass end of the Honda, smashing it about 15 feet down the hill and into our driveway, totally blocking Nail-gun Matt's truck in the driveway. :super lol:
But the story doesn't end there. Oh no.
My roommate (Edde) and I are screaming "Holy Shit! Holy Shit! THAT WAS FUCKING GNARLY!" and just as I get up to the guy's car to see if he's OK or if he needs another beer, he throws it in reverse and tries to run me over. I easily got out of his way but all the commotion brought out about 5 other neighbors and one of them had a camera and snapped a shot of this guy's Range Rover before he got away. We all call the cops and give them a description, license plate, etc. (Mind you I'm drunk as shit by this point)
Enough of the story...here's the rest of the pictures
And here is my favorite picture, me, the cop, and Edde (Notice the cool motorcycle gloves, the "Hooters" beer coozie, and the dope sweat pants) lol
Last edited by King_County_Downy (2006-11-29 10:06:28)
Sober enough to know what I'm doing, drunk enough to really enjoy doing it
