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Cops and Quarters
Cops and Quarters
This is just a short story. It doesn't have so much to do with burnouts but
its still pretty interesting. I was following a couple of my friends on a
highway in my '79 Stang to this bridge that is just outside of town. You see,
this particular bridge happens to be nearly a quarter-mile, any hot rodders
wet dream. Their intention was to time the short trip with a stop watch. We
were almost to the bridge when I noticed something strange about the car in my
rearview mirror. So right before we got there I turned left on a road that leads to
a new "addition" of houses, which removes perfectly good land and replaces it
with cookie cutter houses. So the car behind me turns left too. It was a
silver Crown-Vic with two guys in it. For a little bit it hung back then the
next thing I knew the car was right on my tail. Needless to say this was
clearly an unmarked car. I drove 30 mph and signaled all through the small
residential area. The cop followed me all around until I turned off onto a
gravel road. Then the lawman turned right on the highway and headed back
towards town. Unknown by him was that my friends were the big game, timing
themselves as they sped over the bridge. Now, I don't know about you, but
I think that my friend owes me a big "thank you" for saving him from the
long gay arm of Johnny Law.
