Last week we were driving and watched a police car proceeding at a normal speed down the street. It would get to a red light, pause, flip its flashing lights on (no siren), cross the intersection through the red light, turn off the lights, and continue.
We wondered why the officer felt the need to run the red lights. He didn’t appear to be in a hurry, not at all.
I thought of that today when I read The Lingual Nerve. Ever heard the siren and pulled over to clear the way? Ever heard the siren and not pulled over? Here’s what it looks like from inside the emergency vehicle.
H/T this week’s Grand Rounds, the carnival of medblogs. Always worth a read.
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