Post Three.
In a rush
The car careens through the intersection as the light changes. A pained look on the driver's face. A right, a left, a right. He swings his car around. Eyes searching with panic. No time to take in the scenic vista. Slowing briefly to pass a cop car. Once past the hunt continues. Pausing for two figures to cross the road. He finally pulls in the lot, car haphazardly parked, the driver runs with an odd gate, he rips open the door. Relief.