Atras al Futuro - Fue Como Mi Niñéz

So, yesterday, of course, I spent most of the day with hermanos from Iglesia de Cristo.
After lunch and volleyball, we headed off to donuts on lancaster. I was super tired from having picked up my parents in Portland in the morning (ha! I slept in and was half an hour late!) so I was starting to doze off in the donut shop. Some of the girls and David were sitting outside, and there was a possum or some other rodent out there and the girls screamed and ran inside, and David came in laughing behind them. So, about 10pm, I was ready to leave, when the girls came in wide-eyed again, and we thought the possum had come back. But David came in, pulled the door shut hard behind them, and they were all like, "Whoa! Look out there!!"
Out the window, we could see some guys duking it out, a car speed away in a cloud of burning tires, and a police car zoom into the parking lot. (This is in the Don Pedro parking lot). The guys outside who had been fighting were yelling, and were really angry, and our girls said that this guy had driven up to some guys sitting outside the pool hall and threw something through their car window. That's when the fight broke out. And somehow, a police car had been in the vicinity.
Then, we heard brakes squeallin on Lancaster, and two cars stopped right outside the donut place, and I thought a guy wass pulling out a gun (my face went white and I was ready to dive under the table) but it was just his arm coming out the window motioning to the other car, which apparently was the guy who broke a car window. They sped off down the road dodging other traffic.

North Lancaster after dark. What a party. Sometimes I'm glad I grew up in the neighborhood that I did, so things like this are fathomable - like my childhood.