Crushed Curiosity

In July of this year, California passed a “hands-free” cell phone law. This significant safety law coincided with the spontaneous destruction of all of my Blackberry headsets. They all fell apart or otherwise stopped working literally on the day the law took effect.

As such, my hour-long commute has recently taken on an entirely new perspective. With all this new idle time, I have rekindled my utter fascination with those trucks carrying crushed cars. I don’t know why I have such a curiosity for these car-carriers but I find my self unable to pry my eyes away when I see them.

Today when I passed one, I found myself slowing down, trying to take in every last detail of the remains. Trying to identify what type of car the smashed remnants used to be, how old the cars are and what possibly could have happened to them to end up in this tragic state. Even in this picture, I swear that there is a perfectly good BMW somewhere in there. Thousands of stories, crushed and stacked, on their way to oblivion.

At first I thought the hands-free cell phone law was good for the greater safety of the roadway. But I also forgot how mind-numbingly boring driving can be. If only there could be more crushed-car carriers.