Yesterday evening around 6:30 I was heading East on a fairly major street. The sun was in such a place it was quite difficult to see what the traffic light was signaling. I didn't notice until I was feet away from the line and had a big white SUV crossing directly in front of me that the light was in fact red...

I firmly and quickly hit the breaks while I was heading directly for the side of the SUV I noticed the look on the driver who had what I am guessing was a terrified and or panicked look on her face, which looked pretty goofy really, possibly an attempt to brace/shield from impact her free arm. I was still moving forwards physics said no to stopping in time and I was getting closer to the side of the white mammoth. So I turned to the right, my tires only protested by making a slight screech.

It was over. I turned around and made a right back on to the road of which I had been on moments before and continued along my merry little way. I realized a couple moments later that the whole ordeal hardly phased me. I didn't get the "wholly fuck that was scary shit and I coulda died or been hurt" adrenaline rush that I'm fairly sure the driver of the sport utility vehicle had. Which makes the whole thing seem like just another drive...