A few days ago, as I sat at my work area in the coach, I heard the dreaded screech of tires that sounds like someone is braking for dear life. It went on and on and on…by now I had steeled my nerves for the sound of a crash, when the screeching appeared to go on forever, I was convinced that a vehicle was going to slam through the block wall that separates my RV park from Boulder Highway and then crash into my coach. Just as it stopped, I saw a car go around the horseshoe turn of my street and head back the other way - doing close to 50. No shit! I have no idea how he didn’t slide right into the other RVs at the end of the street. Immediately after he disappeared, a cop car came careening after him. (more…)