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I don't think it was a matter of not being a "better person".  Of course you had to watch the entire scenario play itself out.  It was your civic duty!  Just in case the injuries had been a little more severe, you would have been great witnesses.  If you hadn't seen it all, then you'd have had little to report.  Right?  Remember.  It was your responsibility as a good neighbor to observe what's going on in your neighborhood.   ;D

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It definitely was the most bizarre thing that has ever happened in our neighborhood!  We didn't laugh while it was happening, mostly because we were stunned into silence.  :)  We did laugh quite a bit about it after.

As far as the type of racquet, we really didn't look that closely at it...mostly because it was difficult to take our eyes off of the guy with one leg through his underwear.  It's the kind of thing you read about.  "Husband walks in on wife and her lover" but not the sort of thing you actually expect to see play out in public.

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Be glad it was a racquet not a shotgun.

No kidding!  Those have barrels made of metal, and they hurt to get smacked with.

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My boss once told me that she'd had a car land in her yard and take out a tree the night before.  Second car that had hit that poor tree.  Apparently something about the road design meant that she and her neighbors were often privy to car wrecks that ended up in their front yards.  I assume all the kids stayed in the back yard to play.  What I found amusing about all this was the name of the road: "Good Luck Road."  I guess the road was wishing the drivers good luck, because they'd need it!
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My boss once told me that she'd had a car land in her yard and take out a tree the night before.  Second car that had hit that poor tree.  Apparently something about the road design meant that she and her neighbors were often privy to car wrecks that ended up in their front yards.  I assume all the kids stayed in the back yard to play.  What I found amusing about all this was the name of the road: "Good Luck Road."  I guess the road was wishing the drivers good luck, because they'd need it!

My back yard has a similar problem, though no car that I know of in recent history has made it into my *actual* yard.  The DOT put up some really heavy duty baricade rails along that section of road some years ago and the previous owner put up quite a fence, made entirely of cinder blocks.  I'm kind of waiting for a motorcyclist to hit it and fly into my or one of my neighbors' yards.

I've seen some pretty horrific crashes.  The last one was the worst and was very nearly a death.
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Years ago, I lived in an apartment complex that was set out as a large circle.  The outer apartments faced out to the large circular driveway.  Well, anyway, one night the police chased someone into our complex.  The first I know was hearing my next door neighbors yelling and laughing, "Here they come again!"  I looked out to see a car being chased by 2 police cars.  My neighbors told me that this was the 3rd time around.  Then someone yelled, "One more time!" And here they came again, only now there were 3 police cars.

I saw them pass by a total of 5 times, and accumulate a total of 4 police cars before one of the police units realized that they would do better to get out of the parade and block the driveway which was little more than a driveway.  Barney Fife lives.

Reading my way through the old posts and had to comment on this one - I started humming the Benny Hill theme as I read it! ;D
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I don't think it was a matter of not being a "better person".  Of course you had to watch the entire scenario play itself out.  It was your civic duty!  Just in case the injuries had been a little more severe, you would have been great witnesses.  If you hadn't seen it all, then you'd have had little to report.  Right?  Remember.  It was your responsibility as a good neighbor to observe what's going on in your neighborhood.   ;D

A really good neighbor would have videotaped it.   8)

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I don't think it was a matter of not being a "better person".  Of course you had to watch the entire scenario play itself out.  It was your civic duty!  Just in case the injuries had been a little more severe, you would have been great witnesses.  If you hadn't seen it all, then you'd have had little to report.  Right?  Remember.  It was your responsibility as a good neighbor to observe what's going on in your neighborhood.   ;D

A really good neighbor would have videotaped it.   8)

and set it to Benny Hill music. and then posted it for all of us to see.

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Not my neighborhood anymore, but the street my father lives on (where I lived age 7 to 17) is very steep and the curve above his next door neighbor is very sharp and sloped wrong.  When the first rain of the season hits, it is very slippery.  At least once a year the neighbors have a car in their front yard.  Occasionally a car makes it to the neighbor's driveway and once a car made it to my father's driveway.  I wonder how fast they were going when they hit that curve.

The stories of birds causing electrical outages reminded me of an incident which wasn't in my neighborhood, but it was my job to investigate the resulting sewer spill (over a million gallons and neighborhoods flooded with raw sewage).  It was a cold, rainy night in Honolulu.  A stray cat was looking for somewhere warm and dry to spend the night.  It squeezed into a sewage pump station which was being rehabilitated, so not locked up tight.  The cat squeezed into the motor control center - the brains of the pump station - where its wet body shorted out the MCC.

The emergency generator kicked in when the power went out.  That's what started the fire.  By the time I got there, the fire was out and the cat was fried and burned.  I had to take pictures for the report.  I don't know what color that cat was originally, but it was black when I saw it.  I had 2 black cats at the time, so it was difficult for me.
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I was going out to visit a friend about half an hour's drive away. I really wanted a soda on the way, so this was a few years ago. I found out from the drive through fast food place up the street that the entire county was on a boil notice.

A squirrel or raccoon, I can't remember which, got into a pump station and fried itself. I really wonder if it was worth being crispified for whatever it was after. Because really, the entire county was put out by it. It wasn't fun.

Actually, I remember several boil notices that summer. Working in the grooming salon, we had to keep fresh water for the dogs. Water from the wall was okay to wash them with, but we had to keep sending managers to WalMart to buy more gallons of water for them to drink. I think we ended up with about thirty gallons extra, but they decided to keep it around in case we ever needed it again.

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My grandmother lives 2 miles down a country road from a parachuting club airstrip. She's had a number of times where parachutists come up to her porch dragging their chute asking to use her phone to call the airstrip to get a ride back. I don't know much about parachuting, but 2 miles seems like a big miss to me!

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My grandmother lives 2 miles down a country road from a parachuting club airstrip. She's had a number of times where parachutists come up to her porch dragging their chute asking to use her phone to call the airstrip to get a ride back. I don't know much about parachuting, but 2 miles seems like a big miss to me!
Our horse is in a pasture adjacent to the parachuting club airstrip.  People frequently miss by that much, landing in the pasture.  The horses are used to it, but they gallop around the pasture excitedly because, well, their lives are rather boring and a human falling from the sky with a huge flapping sheet is a good excuse to gallop around excitedly.  Before my husband's horse died, we had both horses in the tacking up area, but they weren't tied to the hitching rail.  They were just grazin' in the grass with their lead ropes dangling.  A sky diver landed about 50 feet away in the front field.  The sound of the chute flapping startled me, but the horses looked up, saw the chute, and went back to eating.
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Back in the early eighties, (1981?), I was home at my parents house for Spring break.  It was March, and still windy and chilly for that time of year.  Their home sat across a road from a large-ish lake, which was famous in the area for its fishing.  On one particular day, two men went out fishing on the lake in a little boat.  It was super windy that day, and the water was choppy.  The boat capsized, and they both drowned.  One body was found pretty much right away, but the other went missing.  It took a couple days for the police to locate the body, and when they did, news crews appeared in front of the house.  From an upstairs window, I could see them loading the body, (in a body bag), onto a gurney and into the back of an ambulance.  I didn't know the guys or their family, but I cried all day.

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My first apartment was a ground floor of a fourplex in a large complex built around a green area. One night I hear arguing from the building across from mine - 2 guys are standing on a balcony arguing with a group of girls on the lawn. I ignore and go back to bed.  A few minutes later I hear screaming and a "thunk" and shattering glass. Guy on balcony shoots a filed tip arrow from a compound bow and it hits my sliding glass patio door in my living room and shatters it.  Management was not happy at having to replace my door at 2 am and the cops were not amused at the guys across the lawn. (the girls had taken off)

I'm now married to a bow hunter and knowing the damage I could have suffered puts things in a whole new perspective.