Well, it was about 7:30 EST, and I was coming back from Wendy's with a friend, in THE 70 hp (210 dp) civic. Anyhow .. there's this straightaway, and the light turns yellow .. and I contemplate for a half second about whether or not it'd be fun to stop....
lol... stopping at a yellow light?! PFFF.
Anyhow, I decide, double shift time .. wee .. and drop to 3rd (no, not 2nd, please), and I feel the slightest bit of pickup, but it's TOTALL UTTER CRAP. Anyhow, I make it through, btu the light turns red before I even cross the stupid white line ..but i'm across before the other cars get their green, so no death defying tricks here.
Anyhow, I see lights .. and I immediately stop accelerating, and remain at the speed limit. I turn the hazards on, and drive for a half minute with him behind me .. I pull into a parking lot shortly after.
He comes up, and I put my dumb-idiot look on, and my "i'm soo innocent." Anyway, I admitted guilt like I had murdered an entire village of three legged chickens. He asks me a couple questions about random stuff, and looks at my weird state inspection stickers, and he's like, "uhh, what happened here?" And I was like, "windshield was replaced, blah blah" Anyhow, he looks in the back of my car, and all my papaers from my school stuff are strewn about, and he's like, "what's going on here?" and I'm like, "please search. It's all yours"
lol, anyhow, warning.
Cliff Notes - I'm super good at avoiding tickets. 20% of my stops equate to a ticket.
lol... stopping at a yellow light?! PFFF.
Anyhow, I decide, double shift time .. wee .. and drop to 3rd (no, not 2nd, please), and I feel the slightest bit of pickup, but it's TOTALL UTTER CRAP. Anyhow, I make it through, btu the light turns red before I even cross the stupid white line ..but i'm across before the other cars get their green, so no death defying tricks here.
Anyhow, I see lights .. and I immediately stop accelerating, and remain at the speed limit. I turn the hazards on, and drive for a half minute with him behind me .. I pull into a parking lot shortly after.
He comes up, and I put my dumb-idiot look on, and my "i'm soo innocent." Anyway, I admitted guilt like I had murdered an entire village of three legged chickens. He asks me a couple questions about random stuff, and looks at my weird state inspection stickers, and he's like, "uhh, what happened here?" And I was like, "windshield was replaced, blah blah" Anyhow, he looks in the back of my car, and all my papaers from my school stuff are strewn about, and he's like, "what's going on here?" and I'm like, "please search. It's all yours"
lol, anyhow, warning.
Cliff Notes - I'm super good at avoiding tickets. 20% of my stops equate to a ticket.