I've driven past his home late at night and early in the morning.
"I saw you drive past me in the village," the woman at his side told him.
He was driven past this house every day on his way to and from work.
Minutes after leaving the hotel, I drive past a police car that is stopped at a red light.
This came to mind recently while driving past the former site of the hotel.
Two of them were to drive past the camp without lights.
"The other day, I drove past a school and saw kids coming out," he said.
He drove past the hotel, left his car, and ran back down the street.
They were now driving past some very old apple trees next to the road.
And even by car, the intersection is so dark that you would probably drive past it.
