OK, I have a lighter one, since nobody got killed. Well, as far as I know.
A few years ago, some guy in a Cadillac can barreling into the town square, ran through a some hedges, a couple of benches and crashed into a tree. Someone at the post office came out to see if the driver was all right. The driver opened the door, stumbled out, extremely drunk, mumbled some things, got up, pulled out his keys, and went back to the trunk. He then opened the trunk, pulled out some golf clubs, slung them over his shoulder and stumbled out of the square, crossed the road and headed out to a large cornfield.
He hadn't come back when they towed his car away. I don't know whatever happened to him.