Harley woke me up at 2am saying she smelled smoke. We look outside and there's a fire truck hosing down the cars right in front of our building. I surveyed the damage this morning; this is what I saw:
The Super (who has to clean this up and was not happy) said some jackass set the garbage on fire. That spread to the cars, which blew out the back of one and burned a whole in the hood of the other. Apparently, another fire was set just a little further away on 2nd Avenue. Crazy!