Dude flies over the guardrail next to my house, down the hill, across my lawn, misses the house by 5ft, and proceeds to plow into the power line pole which then allows me to get a 26" monitor from the insurance company. He then proceeds to tell me he has to get out of there (with a destroyed silverado that I would have to get up the hill and over the guardrail :rofl). There were beer cans/bottles on the lawn. Some were obviously old, but I’m sure some of them were ‘fresh’.