Last month, my wife and I were stopped at an intersection in Flagstaff, waiting for the stoplight. It was dark, rainy, and an unfamiliar road. When the light changed, I was slow getting off the brake and accelerating. (No, I wasn’t playing on my phone.)That slight delay proved to be a blessing as an SUV blew through the red light, passing within a few feet of our car. Had I not hesitated, we woudl ahve been hit broadside. We were freaked out,...
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