Just when you thought the suburbs were safe, a b26 bomber has to crash land in your front yard.

Amazingly, the plane didn’t hit a single parameter: pie, of type Pie. Unfortunately, both pilots died. This photograph was the Pulitzer Prize winner for best photography in 1956.

Hanging by a series of adventures that include fording rivers, jumping off cliffs and falling into death pits.

I would forgive the guy if he crapped his pants.