Geez, I think last night makes about six times in twelve months I’ve been picked up in the PimpMobile. Driving out of Lauren’s house last night, down the hill towards the t-intersection at the bottom, a police car drives past. I stop at the bottom, making sure to look around because the van runs like crap when it’s cold, and that corner’s a bit hard to see past.
Looking to where the police car went, I notice that it’s stopped across the road and down a bit - funnily enough, half out in the road, and across a laneway - nice and illegal, officers. I move on, making my merry way home. Looking in the rearview mirror, I notice - not surprised at all - that they have done a quick U-turn and are buried up my tail.
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