I can’t believe how often I start walking when I have right of way and the driver slams on their breaks and throws their hands up, honks, or cuts me off. Then w

I can’t believe how often I start walking when I have right of way and the driver slams on their breaks and throws their hands up, honks, or cuts me off. Then when I’m driving I understand why pedestrians wave me on: it’s better to be wrong and alive.