| Article: | Screeeeeech! Bam! Crunch! Friday morning on my way to work, I had just made a right turn on red when I heard the screech of tires and the awful sound of two vehicles colliding. Looking immediately into my rearview mirror, I watched as one truck spun around in the intersection while the other stopped cold in its tracks. When it was over, the two pickup trucks, similar in color, had come to a stop in the middle of a busy intersection bordered by a schoolyard. |