Saturday night somebody couldn’t decide whether to go straight down the road, or turn…so they split the difference and crashed into our fence and pecan tree.

Note that this is the SECOND time this year somebody’s crashed into our fence…

The first time:
(the destruction)
(the replacement)

THIS time however, I think we can say, “We won.”

Instead of crashing through the fence, they head-on-ed our massive pecan tree. Poor choice. I expect the car is totaled.

KE-Runch!

KE-Runch!

As I understand it, the occupants fled the scene. There are no signs of skid marks or any attempt to stop. I’d hazard a guess that “Alcohol was involved” appears somewhere in the police report.

Our damage consists of a chunk of tree root, some bark knocked off, and minor bent up fencing wire.

No real attempt to stop...the "splotch" on the pavement is from the car bleeding to death as the dragged it out to load on a wrecker).

No real attempt to stop…the “splotch” on the pavement is from the car bleeding to death as they dragged it out to load on a wrecker).

A chunk of root.

A chunk of root.

The tree.

The tree.

I wonder how the city would feel about me installing tank traps and mines? I could call it an art installation…

CUAgain,
Daniel Meyer