It's 4am on Saturday morning on a weekend I've gone to visit my parents. I fell asleep on the couch but have been constantly woken up by people driving by and runners with their headlamps running down the street.
John wakes up, showers and comes downstairs. It is now 4:23am.
meg: hey--what race is going on?
john: there's a big accident somewhere. that's why we have a bunch of traffic.
meg: no, it's a race. people are running by!
john: we'll see.
(john goes to get the newspapers and comes back. it's 4:27am)
john: it's a 24 hour relay. they run and their teammates follow behind in a van.
less than a minute later...
john: I wonder where that accident is?
meg: john! it's traffic for the race!!
john: mmmhmmmmmm
meg: I'm going back to sleep.
john: do you want me to wake you up if i hear about the accident?
