Working as a paramedic, I am trained to save lives. Unfortunately, to do this sometimes I have to risk my own by sharing the road with some of the homicidal maniacs we all share the road with each day. Every time I respond to a call with the ambulance lights and sirens activated, I feel as if I am playing Russian Roulette and tempting the God of motor vehicle accidents to catch up with me. …showed first 75 words of 677 total…

…showed last 75 words of 677 total…blowing the air horn failed, I grabbed the P.A. microphone and began questioning the driver's sanity, vision, and the diversity of the genetic material in his lineage. Not exactly the poster child for professionalism, but you must understand--a Zoner was involved. So I implore you, the next time you see those big, flashing, red lights and hear that blaring siren, please yield safely to the right. The life you save may be my own!