I had just started home from work. Cruising on Wall towards Riverfront Park, I had the green light to cross Spokane Falls Blvd. A car was stopped in the far lane on Spokane Falls. As I entered the intersection, a pickup truck coming down the center lane on Spokane Falls did too. I locked up the brakes. The truck followed suit. After stopping my front tire was just off his bumper.
I looked at the driver. He was an elderly man and I assume the passenger was his wife. He looked at me with an open-mouthed I-almost-killed-somebody look of horror on his face. Just to make sure I checked the traffic lights. I still had green and he had red. I looked back at the driver. His face was still frozen in that expression. I pointed at him and then at the red light. He gave no sign of recognition. He just stared at me with his immobile face.
So I continued on. I didn't begrudge the lack of apology from him. Better no apology to me than one to my wife and kids.
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