Have you ever woken to screeching tires and a loud thunk!
Its the time of night you wake slightly queasy as fear has kicked in and you try to assess what you heard and what action should be taken.
The car that hit a very solid brick wall, was stolen, the gallant young man who drove the car, ran for his life up the road as soon as he was able. His less mobile female passenger is looking for her thong (flip flop to you non Aussies) calling out loudly to the weary people staggering out of their houses, to see if anyone needs help. She too runs up the road.
It is only then that the state of the car becomes more apparent. The back window has been smashed in, the car, lodged into the brick wall of a nursing home, still has its engine running and as it has been started with a screw driver no one knows how to turn the it off.
The four police cars start scouring the neighbourhood and a rather large fire truck turns up, did I mention all of these have their flashing lights going and that it was 2am.
After a wake up like that I was wide awake, kinda peeking in the backyard to make sure that there are no fugitives hiding behind the shed.
It could so easily of been a more major accident, the car was out of control and as everyone was asleep many people were in the bedrooms, injuries could quite easily of been caused and even fatalities.
I do hope our young fugitives are really thinking about what happened and what could of happened in the stark light of day.
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