Crashing on the way to a Star Wars

I went to the first midnight session of The Rise Of Skywalker, driving there through the empty streets late at night, when I saw a guy on a moped take off through a red light and get knocked over by a car. He looked all right, but I was right at the front of the intersection, so I knew I had to get out and help deal with it, and would probably miss the start of the movie. So it goes.

And then I saw some flashing lights and realised there was a cop in an unmarked car on the other side of the intersection, who could take charge of the situation, and they immediately waved me through, so I got to the Star Wars in plenty of time.

Before the movie started, I thought it was a sign that I was destined to be there. By the time it had finished and I realised it was a chaotic and cowardly mess of a film, I thought it was a different kind of sign altogether.