Two blocks from where I live is a police station. Every so often a wrecked car is parked along the street; disturbing and unsightly. This stretch limo was the most graphic. The sealed evidence was in the front passenger seat and the rear right side. The front of the car was badly ripped up. The rest of the story was the high end car resting across the street a block farther up. Clearly that driver had been going at great speed, run a red light, smashing into the left front of the limo. What a difference a second can make in life’s trajectory. 
