This morning I'm out in front of my apartment smoking a cig. This girl is in a big fight with her boyfriend all of a sudden. When he gets into his car and tries to drive away she leaps onto the hood. He slowly backed out of his parking spot and she didn't get off. He then slowly drove about 50 feet further in the parking lot, still she doesn't get off. He then drove to the exit of the complex, again slowly, and stopped before the road for about 45 seconds or so. Still she doesn't get off the hood. At this point he just guns it onto the road turning left and starts going pretty damn fast. After maybe 100 yards he stops in the road, she finally hops off the hood. She came up to me crying her face off and bummed a smoke. I kind of wanted to know what happened but I'm glad she didn't decide to talk to me about it. Now she's just walking around my apartment complex barefoot and crying. For a minute there I really didn't think it was going to end well.