Andrew Smith sure wants to know. Early Monday morning, just past 1, he heard a loud racket outside his apartment in San Francisco’s Bernal Heights, and thought nothing of it. But when a neighbor knocked on his door and told him, you-gotta-see-this: His wife’s 2009 Smart Car — all 1,808 pounds of it — was sitting on its roof.
San Francisco was abuzz over the trail of teeny-tiny two-seaters that turned up turned on their sides — and a fourth propped up on its rear end — in two sections of the city.
Speaking of mean for the sake of mean . . .