Proof once again that nothing ever good happens on any street named MLK. . .in any city, anywhere.
Years ago when I first moved to LA I got lost and ended up on MLK. I was stuck at a red light in the middle lane with cars to the left and cars to the right of me. Here I was, a blonde young gal in a red Honda Prelude with a Kansas license plate. I was SCARED SHI%LESS!!!