We've ended up having talks about accidents on my blog a few times. Well, this is hopefully the opposite.

I've had several people who have taken the final scene of Back to the Future to heart at my place. Perhaps I should start at the beginning.

In the beginning.... Wait. To far back. Let's see... Oh yeah. When I was a kid, I saw all the houses on this street, and I fell in love them. Fast forward to four years ago, and we were looking to purchase a house. We saw one on this street, and through a long drawn out process where I signed my name more that the number of times I did when I entered the military, we purchased it.

Actually, the bank did, but you know how that works. :-)

In my city, they have been building about a 7 mile freeway that circles around the outskirts of town from Interstate 90 to a highway running north from town for the last 20 years. This is referred to as the North / South Freeway.

The street I live on, is divided in the center by a wide patch that used to be a deep concrete creekbed, but has been filled in with all sorts of greenery and soil which filters the water as it runs down to our reservoir. This is what I sometimes lovingly, and sometimes not so lovingly, refer to as the current North / South Freeway. Hopefully just until they get the new one finished sometime within the next 30 years.

The posted limit on this road is 30mph, but the actual speed limit is anywhere from 45 to 60, sometimes higher. This brings me to our problem.

Four years ago, about six months after we bought our house was our first experience with Back to the Future wannabe's. Or perhaps it was Jane Jetson, although probably more Judy Jetson's age. I was walking out of my house to get in the car and go to work. The young lady, we'll call her Judy, was in a fit of road rage and drunk, and moving at between 60 and 80mph. She went through two yards, and hit the curb at the edge of my next door neighbor's driveway, flipped her car end over end, hit my son's Grand Cherokee in my front yard, totaling it from the top down, and ended up upside down in the street. Naturally, Judy did not have insurance.

The next flying car was driven by... we'll call him George. He too, was somewhat inebriated. He destroyed some of my brickwork in my front yard, as well as the street light down the road, breaking it off at the sidewalk and pushing it about a hundred feet (30 meters) down the road before running over it and ending up in the ditch.

Elroy also took out the brickwork, however, he was not inebriated. It was slick, he hit some black ice, and he was unfamiliar with a stick shift. He removed my brickwork and front flower garden. Somehow, he completely missed my roses, which as you can guess by my name, are quite important to me.

I've also had three cars end up directly in front of my house, but in the greenery where the water runs through to the reservoir.

All of this in the space of 4 years.

As you can imagine, I've had many people tell me I should sell my house, and strangely, the value of my house has increased considerably since I purchased it, so I would have about $90,000 in my hand when I sold it. Granted, that could be because the county wants more money from property tax. The fact is, neither of us want to sell, and frankly, where can you get such good, free entertainment as watching people prepare for the Indy 500 in front of your house?

Today, we had a (hopefully foolproof) solution installed. (YAY!!!) It won't even remove our free entertainment. Possibly, it will make it better! We had 6 boulders installed in our property line where Judy flipped her car. Judy's problem, and relatively short airtime was because the bottom of her car stopped while the top wanted to keep moving, thus producing a rolling motion, which combined with my brickwork launched her skyward. These boulders should tell the entire car to stop moving, perhaps causing extreme damage to the rocks, and the crumple zone on the cars, but hopefully not depleating either my, or my insurance company's bankroll. Hopefully, it will save my brickwork, and my roses.

My goal is obviously, not to kill anyone, but to save them. There are several items that I could have placed at that spot that would not move, or break. That would transfer a lot of energy into their cars, crushing them more. Hopefully, the rocks will break, taking some of that energy.