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I punch it from a roll in first and chirp the tires. I hit the juice and the tach shoots up. Hard shift to second, and I'm at the rev limiter in a second again, smoke is starting to roll off the tires. Shift to third, start to get traction, and I let off.
Right as I let off, this cop pulls out from ahead and to my left, out of a dark alley between two buildings. I immediately start laughing and pull over. He pulls over behind me.
Goodevening, officer so and so, Appleton police department. Do you have your license on you this evening?
Yes, sir...*hands license* That wasn't very smart of me, eh?
Not especially. Have you been drinking tonight?
No, sir.
Nothing?
Nope.
He asked where I was headed, and I shoulda told him I was testing something out, but I didn't want him to get too suspicious on how a stock looking Saturn just roasted it's tires through third, so I just said "Out for a drive"
The good news: I actually didn't get a ticket? and I was laughing the whole time cause I found the whole mess hilarious for some reason.
The bad news: I got a municiple summons, which is a court date, and a fine, but no points on my license. I violated ordinance number 12-81, squealing tires. Hahaahhaaha.
After he came back with my license, he told me to drive safe and take it easy! haha.
I wonder if he woulda found the bottle if he searched...it's hidden between the rear seat and a sub box...glad I didn't have to find out.
