The Solid Cement Car

A cement-truck driver is making his rounds one morning with a "wet" load. It just so happens that his second job of the day is in the same neighbourhood as his house. He decides to stop off and surprise his wife with a visit.

He pulls onto his street, and to his surprise sees that there is a car parked in his driveway. He stops up on the other side of the road, and looks  across to his home. There, through the living room window he can see his wife . . . and another man, a stranger. They're sitting awfully close. All at once, a dozen possible explanations rise up in the driver's head, but they're weak. Jealous rage floods through him.

He's never had the best temper, and so the cement-truck driver pulls up his truck alongside the stranger's car, climbs out and levers open the sunroof. He directs the chute towards the sunroof and pulls the lever. Wet cement torrents out into the car, filling it in seconds. His revenge complete, the man climbs back into his cement truck and drives away.

Later that day, the police arrive at the depot with a warrant for his arrest. He knows what he's done, and so he doesn't resist. But it's not until they get back to the station that the police fully explain what has happened. It turns out that the car he wrecked was a surprise present from his wife. The man he saw inside his house was the agent who delivered the car. He and the cement-truck driver's wife had taken it for a test drive, before returning to her house. He'd come inside to finalise the paperwork.

Bad enough, but the worse is still to come. When she took the car out for a test drive, the man's wife took their baby child with her. The poor thing was still inside the car, strapped into its child seat, when the cement-truck driver took his ill-planned revenge. He's not being arrested for destruction of property, but for murder.