This has actually happened twice to me in my life. When I was 6 some dude slammed into my bedroom. Luckily it was a brick house and there was a brick flower bed in front that took most the impact.
Then when I was 16 some drunk plowed into our van in the driveway. I woulda slept thru this one too but I heard my mom yelling at the guy, chasing him down the street. The windshield had a perfectly shaped half circle where his head went thru.
Both times we lived on the main street in the n'hood. Today I always buy a house away from the main street...
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