Three days ago, not 500 yards from my front door, the flashing red and blue lights of several police cruisers reflected from the chrome pipes
The volunteers file in one by one. They are told they will be watching a film clip and be asked a few questions about it
The stoplight ahead turned yellow. I looked in my rearview mirror and saw the car behind barreling towards me. It was a 30 mph/50 kph zone, but he’d flagrantly surpassed that, so hell-bent was he to get through the yellow light. There was only one problem. I was in front of him, and I had already stopped.