New Years Eve, 1986. We started early and had three cars full of people. we drove around a while, then stopped out at the big park on the north side of town to regroup and plan the next move. One of the girls told us that a friend of hers was having a house party, since her parents were gone. We mounted up and headed out. Approaching one of the busiest intersections in the city, I forgot how early it was. I stopped for the red light, but my mind read it as flashing red which works like a stop sign.
I looked left, right and left again. No cars either way, so away I went. Through the still red light. No crash, no horns honking, no police to stop me. I still to this day don't quite believe I got away with that one.
