well, i had just shut the computer off and was turning out all the lights to go to bed when i heard tires squealing, then a crash, and then a "thwoomp, thwoop, thoomp". i was like well krap. of course i had to see if everything was ok. got in my car and rode down the road. didnt see any cars in the ditches..."greaaaaaat," i thought. that can only mean someone must have ran through the fence, right? actually, not necessarily. in this case some drunks ran off the road (supposedly avoiding a fox) and took a nose dive into the ditch and flipped over ON TOP of the fence (lucky for us, not a broken strand, just all mashed down) and then flipped over into the pasture and rolled a couple of times. they were flipping out when i got there. called 911, ambulance, first responders, sheriff, you name it we got it. then i had to go close 5 gates to keep the cows out of that area tomorrow. i think the people are fine other than being stupid drunk, the guys face was bloody and he claimed he bit his lip off but didnt and the woman didnt know her name or age or that i had even stopped to see about them...every glass in the car was smashed, 2 tires were off the car, beer bottles and cigarette boxes all over the place, tire tools, etc and all the guy wanted (besides not to go to jail) was a cigarette. no telling what i might find in that pasture tomorrow... anyway, so i'm wide awake now. decided to have a cold beer and wait on the sandman to come back again tonite. maybe.