I almost forgot to mention that Saturday I saw what I hadn’t seen in two years of one lane bridges in my little hamlet: someone who stopped at the red stoplight and then decided, what the heck, to just go across anyway. Pfft, red lights.
It wasn’t that he decided to go through the changing light. Nope. He was stopped at the light when I pulled up behind him. He drove through and got to the other side as a big pick up with trailer started through the green light on the other side.
I wished he’d been just a little slower so the pick up could have made him back up the length of the bridge. You can bet your booties that’s what I intend to do if I ever encounter someone who ignored the stoplight.
That is a good way for him to get killed. Duh.