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last red light I ran was through a major intersection in Tampa. Light was just turning red... I was braking, but only one brake was working. That tire was squealing halfway through the intersection; luckily a squealing tire works better than a horn. I replaced my calipers the next day.

I ride motorcycles 8 months a year in Idaho (if it's not icy/snowy, I'm riding!) I am extremely paranoid of people taking left turns. That and people who drive mini-coopers. I discriminate equally.