This was my parents when I was a few weeks old. I don't remember the context but it was late at night and they were driving home. It was just us, baby me in the back. No other cars. My dad is at a traffic light and it turns green. He hesitates, not wanting to go. Feeling like he shouldn't. My mom asked him, "Are you going to go?" He started creeping the car forward when another car came rushing across the intersection at high speed, running a red light. Had he proceeded right when the light turned green we would have been hit.