My cousins used to live on a street with massive trees that dropped tons of leaves every autumn. The city would have special service days where everyone rakes the leaves into big piles in the street and street sweepers would come vacuum them up.
Hooligans liked the drive through the big piles in the middle of the night. I honestly kinda see the appeal, who could resist. Anyway, they started to doing the same thing. Piles of cinder blocks under some of them. I was staying with them one night and we heard some horrible carnage, came out to find some sedan high centered on a pile of cinder blocks with the bumper hanging off.
