Working as a paramedic, I am trained to save lives. Unfortunately, to do this
sometimes I have to risk my own by sharing the road with some of the homicidal maniacs
we all share the road with each day. Every time I respond to a call with the ambulance
lights and sirens activated, I feel as if I am playing Russian Roulette and tempting the
God of motor vehicle accidents to catch up with me. He has three weapons in his
arsenal:
First there is what I like to call the Braker. The Braker is a motorist who at first
may seem just like you or me. You may even be sitting next to a Braker right…
