178. The Driving Lesson (1) 

“Whoa! Stop! Stop! Stop, dammit! S…T…O…P!” Noah was . His heart was racing. Webster, Noah's 18-year-old driving , had just run a red light. Instead of at the light, and then making a right after traffic had gone by, Webster had gone through the red light while two northbound cars approaching the intersection. Luckily, both cars were driving enough that they were able to brake. Webster, the last second, managed to turn north. Otherwise, would have collided into the southbound traffic on .
After turning north on Allen, Webster stopped the . “What are you doing?! What are you doing?! can’t stop here—go, go, go! We’re going to rear-ended! Get moving!” Webster had stopped the car he was confused and rattled. Noah's yelling certainly ’t help matters. Webster slowly accelerated.
Noah told him move to the right lane when it was . Webster turned on the signal, looked around at right rear to make sure no one was his blind spot, and got into the right . At Orange Grove, Webster signaled again and made right turn. Noah told him to pull over the curb. Webster parked the car.
“Webster, I’m I yelled at you, but you cannot run red light! When you’re moving forward, you’ve always to be looking at what’s in front of . You make a turn after you make sure light or traffic permits you to. We could be in the hospital right now. But we’re , thank the Lord. And no cop was around, we’re double-okay. So, let’s just take a breather, when you’re ready, we’ll get back on the . And from now on, when I say stop brake, do so immediately!”