I used to live with a person that ALWAYS sped up for yellow lights. You could tell it was him by the scream heard as we passed through "You just ran ANOTHER orange light!" I was the Nagivator but at least I was only complaining about the things he did that could get me killed. If I had the courage to take the wheel while he was the Nagivator, it would be all I could do not to screech to a halt by the side of the road, get out of the car and throw out my thumb. Whew! Glad that's over!