Newsflash to the (apparent) teenage girl in the huge SUV: the stop line on the side street you were exiting is back there, not in the middle of my driving lane.
Driving home from dropping Oldest off at preschool, I nearly had my front end taken off. I was on the main drag at this intersection, where a one-way side street crosses a two-way main road. Side street has a stop sign, main road does not. So I'm driving along when suddenly this SUV comes blasting out of the side street with no warning, stopping just short of removing half the front end of my jeep. I look into the other car to see what appear to be two high-school-age girls glaring at me for daring to be in their way. (Could have been as much as mid-20's; I'm an awful judge of ages, especially through two windshields.) I simply glared back and kept going. Unfortunately, hitting the horn didn't even occur to me until after I'd passed them.
Protip: if you're so late for school you have to run stop signs and risk accidents, maybe you should get up earlier. Because if you're entering that intersection at that speed, you're clearly not bothering with the stop sign at all.
And then twice on the way home, I crossed intersections where I had the green light only to see cars come roaring up on the cross street and only stop after their rear wheels were ahead of the stop line. Luckily a lot of the intersections around here have a car-length gap between stop line and crosswalk, due to buses needing the extra space for turning. Whatever happened to stopping completely at the stop line, then proceeding slowly until you could see cross traffic?
Driving home from dropping Oldest off at preschool, I nearly had my front end taken off. I was on the main drag at this intersection, where a one-way side street crosses a two-way main road. Side street has a stop sign, main road does not. So I'm driving along when suddenly this SUV comes blasting out of the side street with no warning, stopping just short of removing half the front end of my jeep. I look into the other car to see what appear to be two high-school-age girls glaring at me for daring to be in their way. (Could have been as much as mid-20's; I'm an awful judge of ages, especially through two windshields.) I simply glared back and kept going. Unfortunately, hitting the horn didn't even occur to me until after I'd passed them.
Protip: if you're so late for school you have to run stop signs and risk accidents, maybe you should get up earlier. Because if you're entering that intersection at that speed, you're clearly not bothering with the stop sign at all.
And then twice on the way home, I crossed intersections where I had the green light only to see cars come roaring up on the cross street and only stop after their rear wheels were ahead of the stop line. Luckily a lot of the intersections around here have a car-length gap between stop line and crosswalk, due to buses needing the extra space for turning. Whatever happened to stopping completely at the stop line, then proceeding slowly until you could see cross traffic?

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