I'm almost home from work, driving up Curtis Street towards Tufts. I see a little girl, I would guess aged about 15, on the left side of the street. She is at the edge of the curb at a crosswalk, seemingly waiting for a chance to venture across the street.
I stop. The car coming from the other direction is at least a block away when I stop, but it shows no indication that it intends to do likewise. This pisses me off. Suddenly, I step on my gas and swerve to the left, directly in front of the oncoming car. It slams on its brakes, stopping just short of the crosswalk.
So the girl crosses the street, right? No. She looks at both cars, turns around, and walks away.