I can't for the life of me figure out the runners in my neck of the woods. They would rather run in the dark in a 45 mph zone inside the white line when there is a perfectly good sidewalk 5 yards or so away. Wearing headphones, oblivious to their surroundings, crossing without looking. I never used to use the high beam headlights in urban areas. I do it all the time now to try to stir the runners out of their self-induced la-la land. Maybe I need one of those horns like they had in the movie, The Car, with James Brolin. Watch it some time, beautiful scenery (Zion National Park) and high body count (mostly pedestrians).