Yesterday on the Garden Ring through the streams of cars tried to break a car "Ambulances". First with a flash, but then, desperately being missed, with a sirene. Lexus, Mercy and BMW reluctantly ceded the road, signaled and flashed with the lighthouses of GAZELI, who decided to squeeze their majesty from the busy track. Then there was a tunnel, the most bold dared in the open windows to scream "where to preish".

And after ten kilometers, the ambulance suddenly stopped blinking and rushing. I went on a turn to the tank. The driver stood through one person and at some question of the cashier threw the phrase "no time, traffic jams around".