So I'm walking to the bodega right across the street from my apartment when I come across this lovely sight:
Apparently it had been torched earlier that afternoon.
The funniest and I mean funniest thing ever (I know that pretty mean of me) is that the poor thing got a parking ticket after the fact. It was seven pm and I hadnt laughed all day, but that made me laugh out loud.
Ohhh Brooklyn, gotta love it. Life in the hood is never dull. This was no accidental engine fire, this thing was torched on purpose. The ground was still wet around it from the firemen when I happened upon the scene.