Salmoning! It's not just for bikes, kids.
I look back to car #1 who is at the stop sign staring into the surprising maw of oncoming traffic. I regally indicate with my head that he may go first. I shall wait.
Car #1 doesn't look very excited at the idea of driving down the throat of an oncoming Toyota RAV.
Meanwhile, Car #2, aforementioned Toyota RAV, has a vague sense that something is wrong and is now crawling up the road at slow speed. He arrives at the intersection.
We all contemplate each other for a moment. This is what is referred to in novels as a "pregnant pause."
Car #2 painfully turns a U in the intersection and returns from whence he came. Au revoir, monsieur! A bien tot!
Car #1 eyes me.
Car #1 trails across the intersection following his developmentally challenged sibling at a safe distance.
I continue on my way to work, an uneventful ride until my front fender explodes into my front wheel temporarily bricking my road bike at a dangerous intersection.