T-bone sandwich? No thanks
I was driving on W. Smith Street in downtown Greensboro this morning when I noticed this car to the left approaching the intersection with no signs of stopping.
The problem was I had the green light. I couldn't stop in time to let it go by, so I hit the gas, wishing I had something with a little more oomph under the hood than an econobox 4-cylinder.
I dodged a bullet. A co-worker last year was not so lucky. Just a few blocks away from my near-miss, Mike got T-boned at Church and Friendly by a driver who ran a red light.
Here's hoping my luck won't run out, but I'm not counting on it.