Truth in Advertising

What does it take to become the 34th safest city in America? I was driving to work the other day and I saw a billboard that said something like Welcome to Sandy, the 34th Safest City in America. Let me first say, this struck me as an odd thing to put on a billboard. Second, based on an experience I had the night before, I believe that Sandy is among the 34th safest city in America.
My wife and I were driving to my parent's to pick up a ladder with which to hang a picture high above our stairs. We were waiting at a red light when the very next thing I notice is an explosion (or what seemed like one) right in front of my eyes. After a couple milliseconds, my brain figured out that it was a car accident. Helping this realization was somebody's white company van spinning wildly out of control and heading right for our car. Sitting in the car: my wife, my son and my self. Frightened: my wife and my self. Happy that we were on the way to see grandma and grandpa: my son. The spinning van stopped about 6 feet short of smashing into the passenger side of our car.
As soon as I realized we were out of harm's way, I busted out the trusty cell phone and dialed 911. The funny thing was, by the time the operator picked up, there was one cop on the scene, lights flashing, another waiting in a left-hand turn lane and a third had showed up by the time I hung up the phone with the operator, approximately 10 — 15 seconds after the white van came to rest. As far as I could tell, nobody was hurt. I saw the guy get out of the white van, I never saw the guy in the red mini van that hit the white van but the officer said everyone was all right.
So scary accident notwithstanding, I totally buy that Sandy is a safe city because there were three cops all within 5 minutes of the intersection where this accident took place. Go Sandy City Police Department