I’m not proud of it or anything, but on my ride home tonight I went through 2 red lights because it’s 3 am and there are ZERO cars out. A scooter pulls up next to me honking it’s horn. It’s a cop waving me to pull over. I pull over, he sees that I’m a foreigner, doesn’t say a word and does a U-turn.
I continue home and run one more red light. I might have a hard time adjusting to US police culture if I ever make it back.