You're cruising along, making great time. The lights green but you start to realize it's been green for a while. "I know it's going to turn yellow, that's just my f'n luck". Then without any warning it happens, you see the color that has caused more accidents than any other color, the color that causes more road rage than any other color, the most dreaded color in the world, yellow. F'n yellow.
Okay so now it's decision time. How fast am I going? How far away is the light? Is this guy going to go through, because if he does then I am. What if he stops and I smash his smart car and kill him? Any cops around? I don't see any. So many thoughts and questions run through your head you would think it was life or death. I don't care how calm a person is, it's hard to see yellow and not thrust your right foot to the ground. Even Ghandi runs yellows.
It's almost like you're being challenged by the car gods. This is your chance to live out your dream as a Nascar phenom. Muscle memory takes over and you flag down your blinker as you swerve your way to the checkered flag. You get a glance of the red light as you fly through the intersection leaving 2 asians and an 83 year old geezer eating your dust. Theres very few instances in the day that get your blood pumping like this. It's a moment we dread but we crave. Fuck you Yellow, today just aiint your day.
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