Making all this ruckus beforehand, I was scared to death (well, nearly) by the goddamn hybrid japanese shitty car with cutting edge airbag technology and plush upholstery that I saw crashing throught the rails of the elevated highway, I was well prepared to dodge it. At first it looked as if the car would crash into the stroller of some baby, which was probably unattended for being so horribly disfigured. Then, seeing the brat doing some odd movements, I was hugely surprised to see the rampaging vehicle change its natural flight path to my general direction. Quickly ducking, the oversized projectile crashed into my cherished wife who was less fortunate.

Alas! my dear wife >>70! the last I saw of you was your frantic fight with the grille in which you had become lodged. Desperate of my unmanly behaviour (I should have protected you) I sank to my knees fighting the shock. The last I remember of this wretched day is that a burning man, I think it was >>66, fall over the railing of the elevated highway, into >>68's cradler and there embracing the wretched brat into a fiery demise.