If that is directed to me, reiver, the answer ought to be obvious ... I am not suicidal. Anybody who tries to cross a street on the red will be eliminated from the gene pool pretty rapidly.
The bigger problem is trying to figure out which light is green, who is likely to run the red, and how long you've got to get across before the horns blare and you are dancing with accelerating piles of sheet metal.
On the other hand, since Buenos Aires drivers are not quite as bad as those in Lahore, we should all be thankful to have lived another day as a pedestrian.
The bigger problem is trying to figure out which light is green, who is likely to run the red, and how long you've got to get across before the horns blare and you are dancing with accelerating piles of sheet metal.
On the other hand, since Buenos Aires drivers are not quite as bad as those in Lahore, we should all be thankful to have lived another day as a pedestrian.