I return to my truck, which is parked on a neighborhood street downhill from the side of a house, and find that it is completely smashed. It's a large black pickup, like an F150, and the cab is completely smashed flat down to the level of the hood, like something heavy fell on it. It doesn't look like it can be repaired. Darn it, I liked that truck.

Then we're leaving the beach, like Hawaii, and we wanted to go snorkeling but now it's getting dark. Well, we still have enough time and light to go for a swim.