I’ve ran STOP signs a million times … technically.
I slow down until I’m almost stopped, look both ways and keep on keepin’ on. But that doesn’t count.
And when I added this goal to my list, a lot of people were upset. They thought it was reckless. I might get killed or kill someone else. Those people were right. All those things could’ve happened.
It was a stupid goal.
But I didn’t take it off of my list.
I put it there for a reason.
It wasn’t because I wanted to run a STOP sign for the sake of running a STOP sign. That’s easy, and “technically” I do it at every intersection I drive through.
The reason I even added this goal to my list is because, like most people, I follow the law. I follow the law, all the while saying “Fuck the law!” I’ve never intentionally and willingly broke a law … not since I smoked pot when I was younger, anyways.
So I wanted to break a law.
And this weekend, I did. I slowed down just enough to make sure I wasn’t going to kill anyone, and went on my way.
For about a hundred yards when I saw the cop behind me with his lights on.
I guess that makes it official. No more “technically” running STOP signs. Now I’ve got the pink copy of my “Failure to stop at a STOP sign” ticket as evidence.
Fuck the law!