Guess I will add one too.
Myself, a friend and my brother had stopped at one of the corner stores back when I was just out of college. When we came out of the store, there were a few teenagers admiring my '80 Firebird Esprit and my buddies '79 Trans Am - which I currently own. When we were leaving, they asked us to put on a show. Well, I was first out so I dropped the hammer and fish tailed away from the store. Little did I know, as I started to fish tale from the store, a cop went by on the main road.
The way I was headed, was residential and the length between stop signs were short. As I came to one intersection, I noticed a cop going up the hill (not the same one) so I made a turn and started to head back to where I came from. I noticed that there was a cop going in and out of the side streets and figured she was looking for me so decided to play a little game of cat and mouse.
She ended up pulling me over on one of the side streets in front of an apartment complex. One of the first things she asked me is if I saw her and if I was trying to get away. I simply replied "No!" She gave me the usual story about reckless and how I should know better then to be a show off at my age etc etc. She ended up giving me an excessive noise ticket for squeeling my tires and then let me go. When I talked to my brother and my friend shortly after that, they said that she was going in and out of the streets quite frantically looking for me; she would see me, stop and back up and try to persue. Needless to say, my friend never wound his up after I got caught; good thing to because his 455 would have been a better show then my 400.
