Loyal reader Dick Herculanum sent me these exciting photos of an automobile that spontaneously combusted next door to his house Sunday evening. He tells me not to worry, he did not snap these photos for our amusement until after 9-1-1 had been called. Duly noted.
The cheap foreign sports coupe bursts into flames. Initial diagnosis from the car coroner was that the car saw its reflection in the glass windows of the garage door, and was so happy to finally meet "another" cheap foreign sports coupe that it burst into flames in excitement. The real shame of it is, there never was "another" in the first place; the mirror hath shown a lie. Alas, my friends. Alas.
Here I come to save the daaaaayyyyy! That means the Omaha F.D. is on the wayyyyy! (Sung to the "Mighty Mouse" theme. Tap foot in time if deemed socially acceptable wherever you are reading this.)
The car's fire, and its life precious, are extinguished. Godspeed, cheap foreign sports coupe. Godspeed.
Hey! You've got a flat tire! (Also, a chunk of your engine is laying on the ground. But you're gonna want to put the donut on or else you'll warp your rim. I'm just saying, rims are expensive, that's all.)