
This intersection affords me hours of free entertainment.
I have a lovely third-story view of the Fourth Worst Intersection in the city of Los Angeles, Overland Avenue and National Place in the Palms neighborhood of west Los Angeles.
I feel awful for all the poor people involved, especially for those who get injured. But I also see some real dipshit driving techniques from my window, so there’s some kind of karmic balancing going on out there.
I usually sit by the window when I’m on my computer which is nice for a number of reasons. One feature of this location is that so I don’t have to rush over when I hear the tire-screech that usually precedes the sound of crunching metal when there’s a traffic collision.

I’ve gotten kind of desensitized to traffic collisions. I’ve witnessed a lot lately. But there have been three in a row in the last 24 hours. It seems like they are increasing in frequency.
On Sunday a Mercedes-Benz CL 500 t-boned a Honda Civic.

This morning around 10:15 AM an older Toyota Celica rear-ended a newer Toyota Avalon.

At roughly the same time there was this little fender-bender with what looks to be a Toyota Tercel (on the flat bed) and some kind of minivan (see image below with missing bumper goodness).

I swear to God, the Mobil station on the corner probably makes more money with its towing service than it does selling gasoline.



