Lucky.

Monday morning on my way to work, I saw a car run a red light. I think the driver must have realized it in mid-run, because the car's brake lights came on momentarily. Then it just kept going. Sitting at the light, to our left, was a police car. The police officer turned in behind the light-runner, and I thought, "Oh, you're gonna get it now." But the police officer didn't pull that car over. It just drove behind it for a block or so, then turned onto another street. Lucky.