That sucks, it kind of makes me happy I live on a street where nobody talks to one and other. I mean it sucks if one of us were getting killed, probably turn into another Kitty Genovese tragedy, but at least we don't have to deal with crap like that.
On an unrelated note, I really fucking hate my car as well as my complete ignorance to car engines and maintenece. For the last few months my engine has been struggling to turn over if the thing has been turned off for more than an hour, and I finally saved up some money so I could get it repaired. It was like I suspected, an old and failing alternator, and the bill was not too bad (only $400), hell they even repaired my fanbelt for free because the thing has been squeaking a lot when I start it up (it goes away after about a minute or two). So life is peachy, while I may be $400 poorer, at least I don't have to worry about my car not turning over the next time I'm all the way across town, or so I thought. Get in my car an hour ago to do my daily errands, and the exact same shit, struggles to turn over for a few seconds, eventually does, then squeaky fanbelt. What the hell did I pay $400 for when nothing has been repaired? I had the ignition coil replaced 2 years ago (when the thing died while I was in the border lineup in Mexico and had to push my damn car across the border) and the distributor cap and spark plugs were replaced back in October when it was having some general maintence done on it. I'm really at my fucking wits end with this car, I just wish my credit was in better condition so I could buy a fucking Chevy Cobalt or something cheap that gets decent gas mileage and has low repair costs.
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