Crikey.

I remember hooting down Aotea Quay in Wellington on my old RZ250 years ago, a set of lights was red ahead of me and 2 cars in the other lane had stopped. I just wasn't paying attention and flew right through at 80 odd k/ph. It wasn't until 100m later I realised what I had done and promptly thanked my stars that I was very very lucky.

Those lights are for freight trains, if one had been coming I would be pulp.

Needless to say I've improved my concentration levels.