Imagine a very narrow One-Way street, imagine a police car sitting in one intersection with blazing light but no siren, imagine me on foot with a bike and then imagine also construction works. The police car was just minding its own business, me too, so I crossed this very narrow street with something more of a stroll. I knew a car was behind me, but I didn’t turn around. That car suddenly wished me a good morning and....I’m so, so, so proud I didn’t jump out of my skin or spun around or did anything more than finishing crossing the very narrow street with exactly the same speed. Along came a police car, a police truck, two other police car, all with the lights on, no siren, all vanishing into the main entrance of a building in the street. Yeah, I bet those folks drive to a pizzeria with lights and sirens on.