Jaywalking is a sport that many of us practice on a daily basis. In fact, there are some streets that lend themselves beautifully to this endeavor. Neighborhood streets with very little traffic or avenues with very well timed streetlights are shining examples of this. The weird "V" shaped intersection a couple of blocks from my office, on the other hand, is not.
To be honest, that particular intersection is deceitfully tricky, and most of the time one has to wait till the light changes or, at least, look in four directions before venturing under the "Do Not Cross" sign.
But not you, my dear sir. With incomparable daring and panache you take off and wheel away in your wheelchair, jaywalking like the best while my colleage and I stare at you in horrified fascination.
To say you have balls does not begin to describe it.
I do wish you the best of luck, and I also hope that you stop doing this sort of thing. However, you have certainly provided excitement to an otherwise dull day and, for that, I thank you.