I am seated next to my mom in the passenger seat as she is driving me soccer practice.  We near a green light, when all of a sudden the light changes its color to yellow.  My mom slams the brake pedal down, sending me flying forward until the seatbelt catches me at the last second.  I try to stay calm and—“MOM!  What the heck?  Why didn’t you just go?”  I roar like a caged lion aching to get out—relaxed, but to no avail.  I quickly apologize for my outburst, and then explain why; people stopping at yellow lights is my biggest pet peeve.

The yellow light has always been my Goliath ever since I was just a toddler in my little children’s seat.  When I am in a car and someone stops at a yellow light, I get extremely annoyed because all they have to do is accelerate past the light and then there is no delay.  The worst possible thing about people stopping at yellow lights is when they slow down way before they reach the light; this irks me greatly. Once, I was late for soccer practice and my dad was driving me.  The clock in his car read 5:34, which would have been fine, except practice started at 5:30.   We were less than a mile away from my practice, when we neared a traffic light.  My dad was cruising a little below the speed limit when the light lost its greenish glow of glory and transformed into a yellow monster.  My dad slowed to a stop, while I stared in disgust at the yellow monster.  We sat there for probably only a few seconds, but it felt like an eternity under the glare of the yellow monster.  The eternity passed as the yellow monster changed to a red dot, then the real waiting began.  I got to soccer practice a little late, but other than that I was just fine, except my hatred for the yellow light had increased significantly.

There is only one possible way that I see to rid the world of my pet peeve; have everyone I drive with speed through the yellow light and make it to the other side before the red light shows itself.  Although this solution may seem unpractical or ludicrous, it is the only way that pet peeve can be relieved.  This way may seem reckless and dangerous, but only three percent of car accidents occur during a yellow light rush, while nearly fifty-five percent of accidents occur while intoxicated.  Maybe this solution will work, but if not then I have a back up plan.  Instead of driving I could ride a bicycle.  This way, I always have to stop at an intersection, never having to worry about a yellow light.  If these solutions work, then I will forever be free of the yellow monster, the yellow light.