...But before I leave for the night, a RANT.
What shallow end of the gene pool did everyone around here crawl out of? I learned from age 15 (a LONG time ago) that when the traffic lights are out, it becomes a 4-way stop. Around here it means "all traffic rules are suspended, and the guy driving the fastest has the right-of-way." I nearly got creamed several times, in a 2-hour marathon of detours trying to get home on Friday. Including once when I nearly got it from a VDOT truck. What part of 4-way stop do you not understand MORON!!
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