I drove through the "bad street" in town. One-way on the bad side of the railroad tracks. Stoop squatters are out in full force.
(The only street in town with gunshot detectors mounted every block)
Anyway, two cars in front of me some black guy in a puffy jacket gets out and starts yelling at another black guy on the street, flailing about, gettin' amped up like an animal about to fight.
Cars backed up a dozen deep behind me.
Having left enough space, I turned, hauled ass down a side street.
Had I not left adequate space for the car in front of me, I would have been stuck in a potentially life threatening situation like most of the poor bastards behind me.
So take this tale as a reminder to leave enough space in front of you so you can go around a car stopped in front of you to escape Gangbanger Road.
Goons of the State have no obligation to help you.
You're responsible for your own safety.
If it looks like shit's gettin' weird, peace the fuck outta there.