North of Brigham Young University’s campus boundary sits a house at a T-intersection.
Well, I should say “sat” a house. Because a young adult with a medical issue (I suspect suicidal depression, but we’ll never know) plowed an early-90s Suburban into it. And from the looks of it, the Suburban won:
The force from the crash was so violent it blew out the window in the front room. You can even see the curtain hanging outside the house because the air pressure forced it outside. Miraculously, the family wasn’t home. They, randomly, felt they should all spend the night at Grandma’s house … on a THURSDAY evening! None of the student renters downstairs were home at the time.
