A friend told me a story that happened to him five years ago.
It was on one of the streets of the city. He stopped at the red lighting signal behind the "ten". The green signal burned, the "ten" gives up in the rear and squeezes into the front of his car. In the car was a young and very handsome lady, who at the arrival of the DPS staff stated that it was not her fault, and my acquaintance on the lighthouse knocked the car from behind. There was no registrar, witnesses too, and no one believed him, and a protocol was drawn up with his guilt.
Thank God, the girl was completely frozen, and after drawing up the protocol, she sat in the car and repeated her twist backwards again in the bumper of a friend in front of the eyes of the DPS employees who were about to leave. Protocol is rewritten. The ladies were full.