The shriek of sliding tires lasted longer than usual - three to four full seconds - but the inevitable crunch of metal hitting metal could not be avoided. Slam! You never get used to hearing that sound, the decisive instant when luck runs out and all hope of a miraculous outcome fades from possibility. Hearing an accident is disturbing; hearing it happen just outside of your window is particularly unnerving.
This was not the first crash that I've heard while sitting quietly at my desk; the intersection is a magnet for collisions. The last time, a taxi cab was involved. This time, a city bus struck a car as the auto ran through a red light. There were no serious injuries, thank goodness, but somebody's evening was ruined.
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