Last night we looked out the window to see flashing lights everywhere. Police cars everywhere. Car lights by the dozens.Traffic was stopped and couldn’t get beyond our house. A guy was apparently traveling down on the main road below at about 150-175 miles an hour and lost control, going into the ditch and then sailing end over end six or more times. He was thrown out of the car and flew OVER the building and landed across the road on someone yard. His car continued rolling end over end and then went air born and land inside the top second story of the store. Even with all that, the sturdy store remains undefeated but I think it will now have to meet its demise and will probably be torn down. Naturally the guy died and pieces of his car were found in the yard across the road where his body was and his spare tire made it part way up the hill toward our house.
So, it’s not lifting spirits, having encounters with spirits, close but not entirely involving Perils of Pauline occurance, but you can see ‘my life sure is far from average’