They didn't need three squad cars, they barely needed one, but they were there, so while they were at it, why not have a go at it?
Sometimes things just fall on your lap, and you can either push them away or give them their ten bucks and just let them dance, and that's what they were intent on doing, which is basically doing nothing and letting the night happen as they saw it occur, not intervening and seeing if there was, indeed, a Guiding Hand.
By the time sun came up, they still weren't so sure, but by God they had fun and it was worth doing again, so instead of going home, of lying in a warm bed, they went at it again, they did.
The events themselves were different but the result was still pleasant, and again the questions arose about Divine Plans and fate, and freights and weights, and... wait a minute, freights and...?
And that's when it happened, the cop car hadn't stopped and the train ran it over killing the driver and two passengers.
So we'll never know, will we?
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