So today was our 4th (wedding) anniversary so we went down to dinner in Bethesda, which was lovely, and then on the way home we were tangentially involved in a 6-car hit-and-run accident and ended up on the side of Wisconsin Avenue for close to an hour. We were the first car at a red light, and we heard tires screech and then that pop/bang of bumpers hitting, so Robert let off the brakes and went forward a little bit, but the car right behind us still tapped our bumper. It turned out that a girl in a Dodge Stratus had run into a Civic and then veered into the other lane and took off. The Civic hit a Volvo and is totaled, the Volvo hit a Camry, the Camry needs a new trunk, the Camry hit a Magnum, and then there was us. There were a lot of people in surrounding cars and on the sidewalk who saw it, and one lady was taken to the hospital but probably for shock more than anything because she was driving the Magnum, and she managed to take the car keys with her, but everybody else was okay. My husband pulled over to the side and ran back right away with a couple of road flares, and it was all terribly exciting.