I'm relaxing in the hot tub late in the evening. I hear an engine approaching at high speed, and then a long crunching sound.
I knew what it was. The road comes up here in a long, straight course, rising to a ridge ... and then as you pop over the ridge it weaves left, then right. Another person rolled their car.
Out of tub, into robe, cell phone dialing 911 as I trotted up. Yep, a pickup had left the road, and was resting upside down on other side of the road (open desert bordered by barbed wire). The driver had already crawled out and departed. Two drivers had stopped, one a medical type in scrubs, the other an off-duty deputy, neighbors coming up (in Tucson, people "get involved.")
The truck was resting atop the barbed wire. Wanting to see if someone had been ejected into the desert, I tried to walk between the strands, misgauged, and got a barb about 3/8" into my shin. Ouch...
Deputy responding told me they'd traced the driver to his house a few blocks away. When they showed up he had cuts on his face. He said his dog had bitten him. Oh, and his truck? Ah ... uh ... it'd been stolen. They took a breathalyzer, and he was charged with extreme DUI.