Red Lights for Blue Girders: Not the First Time
A man in a compact car was to blame.
With cars whizzing by to my left there was no way to safely exit the slow crawl he was creating. Finally I saw an opening to safely change lanes and drove past him.
His head was turned to the right; I think I saw a cell phone in his left hand, which was on the steering wheel. As I neared Rockland I noticed other cars braked near the girders so their drivers could get a better look . . . mine was one of them.
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