I was about 19, and on my way home on a friday or saturday night from cruising in town in my 79 bird. We lived several miles out in the country, and the street I was on (a 5 lane street, middle lane was a turn lane) led to the 2 lane country road that was the way home.
However, while cruising the speed limit on the 5 lane a girl pulled out from a side street in a camaro burning rubber, and she messed with me all the way down the 5 lane street until the road narrowed into a two lane, passing me and slowing down. I had recently been in some "trouble" and I was determined to be good, but she passed me once more on the two lane and slowed down again. I had finally had enough and passed her and the car in front of her which of course was an unmarked sheriff's patrol :-(
I pulled in and slowed down but the deed was done. For some reason the cop allowed me to open up a gap before he started speeding up after me. I knew that there was an intersection coming up that featured a sharp right onto another 2 lane road, and I put the T/A's good handling to use making that turn. The cop missed it; I saw him hard on the brakes as he was stopping and preparing to back up. I hauled ass a couple of miles to a gravel road that I knew about, pulled a couple hundred yards down that road, and shut off the lights. Sure enough in about a minute johnny blew by with the dash light flashing. I pulled back out and went the other way straight home and counted my blessings.
Another time I was showing off for some friends on a two lane road that was in the country but was within the city limits (speed limit 40) and blew past a city cop at about 80-90. I just kept my foot in it and the cop never even bothered to turn around.
Now i'm old and I can't believe some of the foolish stuff I did back then.
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