the california roll. we all do it. the act of not making a full and complete stop where as the vehicles forward motion ceases and the suspension releases. yep, that's me. the kicker is; i was on my street. the whole thing went down right in front of my house. and you know how the gundo p.d. rolls- count’em one, two, three cops surrounding me with their lights flashing. just as my wife and kids walk out the door heading off to school.
you’d think having your seven year old run up, throw her arms around you and plead to officer one, "dont arrest my daddy.” might work to my advantage. how about my conversation with officer two about his extreme home makeover experience. maybe knowing the show’s construction consultant is one thing, but being friends with paige the pink tool belt chick should earn me a free pass or at least a stern warning. nope. ‘sign here’ is all i got.
my driving record for the past 12 months: accident, ticket, accident, accident, ticket. not bad for a guy who drives around ten thousand miles a year.
next up go kart racing.
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