We’re waiting for oncoming traffic to clear before making the left turn from Rt 376 onto Maloney, on our way to the rail trail:
Traffic’s clear, we have the green, we’re turning, and the car exiting the gas station starts accelerating directly at us:
Mary shouts, I jam to a stop, the driver jams to a stop, I proceed, the driver then proceeds to turn in front of the truck behind us:
There’s no signal aimed into the gas station, so you must use your best judgement to determine when to enter the intersection. I’m not in enough of a hurry to (try to) ace out a truck, but ya never know …
