On my drive home, I have to drive on this bridge over a lake. This would be fine, if I didn't have a completely neurotic fear about the bridge collapsing and plunging me into said lake.
In the daytime, I look straight ahead, hold my breath, and try to get over it as quickly as possible. The daytime is not so bad because I can see the bridge.
Nighttime is the problem. At night, I can't actually see the bridge since the area is severely lacking in it's placement of streetlights. So at night what I do is, I slow down way before I know the bridge is approaching and watch the tail lights of the cars in front of me. I watch to make sure their tail lights continue shining all the way across the bridge, and don't suddenly disappear.
If those cars don't plunge off into the abyss, then I will proceed to drive over the bridge.
It's not so much that I want other people to drive off the bridge into the lake. It's just that I really don't want it to happen to me.
