It was just some harmless parking lot fun: an annual burnout contest. Except no one thought to provide advance notice to the fire department.
The neighbors were not amused, apparently. (Though one wonders whether the noise bothered them more than the smoke and smell of burning rubber – although there’s plenty.)
“I’m at a loss for words,” says the responding firefighter, who’s also curious about the popped tires on a nearby pickup.
Nothing to worry about. Really.