Click Clack. Click Clack. Click Clack. The sound of my blinker was the only thing I could hear as I sat alone at the stoplight. To my left and right I could see far enough down the road to know that no headlights were coming. I was only sitting there because the driving rules say I should and because I’m scared of policemen. I watched as the crosswalk sign counted down to one and then turned to an orange hand. Then the intersection was lit up with yellow and then red. I took my foot off the brake in anticipation of it finally being my turn… but the green light never came.