I was so p*ssed at myself our last day in Nova Scotia when I discovered partway through an intersection that I had run a red light. It was one of those T intersections. It was foggy and my I was wearing my glasses (stupid eye infection!) and they were fogged. I just could not see the light until I was midway through the intersection. I was perfectly safe, BUT I stop at stoplights - even those T ones - because we are vehicles.

V.