Yesterday on my way home I stepped into the MoCo liquor store (<sarcasm>I LOVE county control of my fluids, by the way</sarcasm>). In the two minutes I was there (would have been one minute, but I didn’t know if I should stick with the 1L bottle of Kettle One or take the great deal on the 1.75L) there was an an accident on Colesville Rd directly in front of the County We-Know-What’s-Best-For-You store and the police had already arrived. Apparently I was too in-tune to my decision at hand to hear the noise. But when I got outside, a police officer was talking with a girl who was standing outside her car. She had obviously rear-ended the car in front of her. The car in front had a scuffed bumper. Her car, however, had a completely dented in hood, to the point where the engine had started to retreat below the passenger cage. The funny thing about the situation however, was that the girl who was obviously at fault showed no signs of distress. She was talking calmly to the officer as if this was something that happened every Thursday.
This happened in the exact same spot as the photo yesterday.
I feel like you should spend more time around this intersection. It’s magical. Maybe it’s cursed.
The 1.75L turned out to be a good decision.