My friend used to say, “Yellow light means go faster,” and she did. Zoom. Used to scare me when I was riding with her. I was also privileged to see her make a U-turn once in the middle of a busy downtown street and once on a freeway on-ramp. Then she got busted, not once but twice, and had to pay tickets. Now she drives like a little old lady who won’t go a mile over the speed limit. Yellow light? She’ll stop way back there just to be sure.