Yield couldn't take it anymore. Nobody listened to him, especially after they gave him the "No Left Turn" sign. What was scary about a traffic command that was so vague? I mean, who even knew what "Yield" meant, anyway? Now, Stop - people were scared of him. Stop was tough. He'd come down hard on you if you didn't pay attention.
When Yield got cut down in battle with an errant driver, he didn't cry. He took it like a man, lying in the middle of the street, waiting for death to come.
I saw Yield on the ground and blasted down Ellsworth Drive because no one told me I couldn't make a left there. It's a nice neighborhood back there, but I'd never seen it before. Hopefully I won't get caught the next time I cut through it, either.
This is on Ellsworth Drive near Cedar Street, behind the Silver Spring Library.