I once made two errors while riding home. Arriving at the last traffic light before entering the open roads outside the city, I used the possibilities of a motorcycle to pass by all the cars.
The first car at the traffic light was a suped up Golf GTI with an angry young man inside, who did not want to let me pass.
The first error: I gave him no chance...
The second error: I did not see that the second car was my wife...
At home, I blamed it on the TFC...
...since than my wife calls her "Christine"...