the story of the car that ran into the house across the street

the neighbour called a moment ago & asked what we thought about the commotion across the street last night.

-- what commotion? - we inquired.
-- the commotion of the crash. - he replied.
-- what crash? - we inquired. [we are brilliant conversationalists.]
-- the crash of the car that drove into the house across the street, which precipitated the arrival of myriad emergency vehicles replete w/ screaming sirens & including as one vehicle in the squad a largish tow crane enlisted to pull the car out of the house. - he replied.
-- oh. - we replied. [more brilliant convo]

no, we did not hear the commotion, nor did we notice the broken house during any of our plethora of trips past it for the day. we did specifically check out the house yesterday, and it's got a smallish hole in the wall high, high up. like, 2nd storey high up. and, smallish like a trash bag is covering the hole. not sure why the hole is so small or up so high. might know... had we seen the actual scene.