This was too close for comfort. I could have reached out and touched the increasingly, accelerating car that tried to beat the light, as I attempted to take the left onto Windermere Road by Point Judith Country Club and Foddering Farm Road. I looked back when I was 125 feet from the intersection to see if I had a clear line to the left lane on route 108. There were three cars about 200 yards behind me in the two traffic lanes heading south. I knew I had the time and the room to take the left lane and pass behind two cars heading north after they went by. As I made my way across from the breakdown lane, the traffic light changed from green to yellow. Now I definitely knew I had time, but I hesitated once I got on the left side just to make sure those oncoming two cars were going to stop. That hesitation saved my life. As I was about to initiate the turn, still under the yellow light, I hear an engine rev behind me and suddenly a car flew by me, not on my right, but on my left side, in the northbound, oncoming left lane. This asshat, at the intersection, ran the light on the wrong side of the road, just missing the car in the oncoming left lane and almost taking me out. It was just a black blur to me as it came within that 14 inches I mentioned. It shook me. I’m lucky to be here, typing this. I’m definitely not telling my wife about this one.