I get your point, but where I live, we dont really have stop lights. Those are for city folks. I think there is one where we cross the interstate.. but that is it.
Ok. You win. Have fun dying in your car. I am sure your wife will love you puking, pissing, and crapping all over the front seat.
I know it’s direct, cold, and crass. But your screaming, and the glory of your passing on to the other side will be something your loved one will treasure for all time. They can pass it on to your children and grandchildren. It will be your legacy. Your agonizing death will be what they remember. And your wife will have the joy of re-living in both her waking hours and in the joy of her cold bed at night.
Get it yet?