Honk - Zoom - Crash; From the 'What was that all about?' series.

Waiting at the red light, we heard a persistent honking of a presumably impatient commuter.

“Are they honking at us?” I asked while looking in the side mirror.

Rich was driving and looked around, equally puzzled for the source. “I think it’s someone behind that guy over there...” He pointed across the intersection to the right. They had the green light but no one was moving. “It looks like he’s sleeping!!” His eyes were wide, voice rising with excitement.

I glanced over in time to see a young man behind the wheel; head slumped down against the steering wheel.

“Is he alright?” I asked, knowing that Rich wouldn’t have any more of an idea than I did. I felt silly asking.

Another long honk of a horn sounded, causing the driver to react. He looked very intoxicated. He jerked his head up and suddenly he sped off across the intersection, right into the neighborhood directly across the street in front of him.

Rich and I just watched in momentary stunned silence as the guy ran full speed into a car parked in the driveway of one of the duplexes. “Holy crap!” was all Rich could say. We both sat there with our mouths wide open. The driver had hit the parked car so hard that he pushed it about three feet through the partially closed garage door.

“We need to go over there! We’re witnesses!” I exclaimed. Rich agreed so we turned around as fast as we could. We pulled in to find the parking lot full of people surrounding a crunched up car and a confused, wobbly young man who could barely keep his sagging pants up or his eyes open. He was being detained by a large muscular man, cell phone to his ear and looking rather irritated. Everything was under control. Our involvement wasn’t necessary so we just kept on driving but couldn’t help but wondering, “What was that all about?”