Apparently some old lady stomped on the gas instead of the brake tonight, in our parking garage.

Or at least she started in our parking garage. By the time she finished, the front half of her car was hanging out over the path between the garage and our building. On the ground floor, so no fall of doom risk.

But the car only came to rest after she hammered another car clean through the brick wall and onto that path.

As the doctor here said, it's just like a movie. I mean -- wow. My only regret is that I have no way to get a picture right now.

What a sight.