Ping. “Good,” Coach Luke Kania says. The time is 7:15 p.m., a Tuesday. Practice ended…
Author: Peter Dunckel '23
A crash. Debris on the street. Ambulances, police cars. Widespread confusion. Traffic held up for hours. Let’s face it—four-way intersections stink. Massive intersections—a staple of the American commute—are a perfect recipe for fatal accidents. Vehicles scream through intersections at whatever speed they desire, and, as a result, deadly head-on collisions are commonplace.
It’s 8:23 in the morning. Class starts in just seven minutes, but you should have…