My chain had dropped in the big ring and I pulled onto a side street and fixed it ten feet off the intersection in case someone cut the corner short. Obviously I was going pretty quick after overcoming the initial inertia and she reported me for running the stop sign while she was a football field length down the road in a 30 mph zone. I made great fun of doing a track stand while performing a proper hand signal at each and every semaphore the rest of the day.