here's hoping...

...I don't get a red light ticket in the mail.

I was stuck in the center of an intersection in DC thanks to two drunk girls walking across the MIDDLE of the thing - yes diagonally. Thing goes yellow, then red, and I can't move. I see the flash.

maybe they'll see my speed being zero means I wasn't trying to run it. certainly i'll fight it if I have to.

shame the only witness I'm not married to will be back in New Zealand by the time any ticket arrives...