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That's my bike in the foreground.

A drunk driver sped through a stop sign and slammed into the wall outside of the Equad at about 1 am. I somehow managed not to hear anything, until half an hour later Alex comes into the office and says "Hey, did you see the accident? Isn't that where you park your bike?"

The driver had already been taken away to the hospital and they were towing the car away. I filed a report with the policemen who were standing around and they told me to try calling in a week.

I'm glad that it was only my bike and not me.

Update: In the daylight I can see spatters of blood on the sidewalk. Eesh.