Maybe the guy was drunk, maybe he skidded in the rainstorm we had today, or maybe he was pissed that the pit critters wouldn't let him spread 5 to 15 without breathing down his neck. Whatever happened, the front door of the El Cortez has been replaced by mangled metal, glass shards, and building remnants. I think it's an improvement, and only wish the guy had just kept on driving through!

Bettie