Remember the picture of the empty snowy street that we live on (at the bottom of this post)? Here is what it looks like on a regular day. Much less enchanting.
Our house sits exactly in the middle of a long block. There is as much distance to the intersection behind me as there is what you can see ahead. The cars nearest me are queued up for the traffic light, which is several hundred yards away. Sometimes the queue extends all the way to the end of the block.