im awakened by a phone call by my dad (because he's in taiwan right now on a business trip) and my mom tells him "there was a car accident in the night!!! it destroyed our mailbox!" then my mom tells me about it and i look outside from the balcony to see our mailbox and it was one of those nice ones with a key to it. it used to be about 4'7'' and now... it totally crumbled to about 1-2 ft. the lady that hit our mailbox was a drunk driver and a policeman rang the doorbell to our house at 2:30 in the morning to tell us about it. my mom asked if anyone was hurt and he said "we're not sure yet." so now the people have to pay for a new mailbox! i hope we get a little flag on our mailbox to indicate when we have to send out mail because we cant so we have to use other people's mailboxes.. lol. this has been the third accident within 10 ft of our house.. scary. the other two were running into this wall near our house and the car totally went through it crushing the a huge hole through the stone wall. my mom wants the city to put a speed limit sign on the street because so many people speed on it cuz its so long. but anyways the moral of this story is.. or my mom's moral is...:
don't drink and drive and don't drive late at night on fridays or saturdays because that is when people like to party
