A few days ago, as I was driving along in my pickup, I saved the lives of three skinheads. I was approaching an intersection and they were on the sidewalk, giving the finger and yelling at a car that had just left the intersection when the light turned green. I don't know what all that was about. All I know is that they were quite involved with their vitriol and were completely unaware of the approaching danger. I don't know what made me act so quickly and so instinctively. At the very last instant, I decided not to run them over.