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01/31/2004: "Squeal...crash!"

1:30 am

Sitting here at the computer and we hear the squealing of tires and a loud crash. We go outside to see what's up as a lowered black (chevy?) truck goes driving quickly down the street. Whoever it was smashed into the building next door, taking out the brick supports for the awning and slamming into the door hard enough to bust it open. Since we live pretty much in an industrial area there is no one around. We called the cops to let them know and so hopefully they can contact the people who own the building since their business (clothing manufacturer and wholesale) is closed until Monday and at the moment they have no front door.

By the damage on the building that guy must have fucked up his truck pretty bad.