I can admit when I’ve been beaten. it doesn’t happen much, but it’s happened today.
Last night I posted a pretty good story about the flaming demise of a truckload of fire extinguishers. But today that tale was topped in spectacular fashion by the flaming demise of an entire fire station, as much of the town’s fire department looked on, no less.
All that’s left of the place is a “burnt out fire truck and twisted metal from the building.”
Thanks to W.S.G. for showing me how this stuff is supposed to be done.