words of the participant.
Two friends, who recently received the rights, went to Smolensk for some shit. To the bridge, where 4 lanes converge into two and ends the DPS post, they entered on the left. From wherever you go, it is painted on the left side of the Gibbadeshnik (hereafter G). Strongly pointing a rod under his feet, he brakes their car. The driver (R) is immediately stopped. Both - and R, and girlfriend (P) are tense, yesno.
Mint fits, in the window with a quick speech unclearly appears - Lieutenant Uey-to.
R: Sorry, who is it?
A little surprised, he repeated. And strictly: look back.
Both of them turn with horror, hoping not to see the crushed passing man.
did not see.
R is confused: And what?? to
G: You see, you’ve made a blockade.
And indeed, after them the whole series stopped, because in the right not to push in.
R: Well, you have indicated with a stick that you should stop here. They always show where to stand.
G, stumbling on the "pile", stopped the right row so that the friends traveled to the side. Coming along and listing the submitted documents, he severely asks: - How much did you drive?
A: 30 to 40 minutes.
Q: I ask how much did you drive?
R, nervous, speaks to a friend: - How much did we drive?
Q: Well forty minutes. Maybe an hour. and what?
G, speaking silently bad words, was doomed: - I ask you how fast did you drive?
R, no longer trusting himself, asks a friend: - With what speed did we drive?
Q: 40-50 kilometers per hour. Maybe even 60.
G: - The sign in front of the bridge was not seen more than 40 km?
R, speaking to his friend again: “Have you seen it?” I am not.
Q: I have not seen either. Was he there?
G: It was not, but it is! Who is driving you?
R: We are both. (That means that both have rights.)
G, having already understood with whom he has to do and amused, strongly recommended to distribute duties - let one be at the wheel, and the second, as an assailant, vigilantly watch the signs.

He was released in peace, without a fine.