Well I took the balt to work today because it said it was going to be almost 50 out and I wanted to drive something with power, a sweet smell(exhaust) and a nice exhaust note. So it was 16 degree's this morning which meant taking it easy, which I normally do. But when I got out of work a few ago it was gorgeous, cool but nice. So anyway, I get to a red light and am in the turning lane to head down the HWY to turn onto my road. Across at the other light is a Sheriffs cruiser, I get the turn arrow so I get going, I do not take it easy but I do not go nuts(he cannot do jack about me getting up to speed in a brisk pace) and so I get up to 55-58mph and get over into the right lane to get ready to turn. Make my turn off and hammer it down and get up to 60 quickly, and let off cause that is speeding on my road and as I slow down to make my next turn I see a Sheriffs truck going down my road. Think nothing of it and I see the sheriff eyeballing me from his side mirror and he is talking on the radio or talking to himself
. He starts to slow so I stay a good distance behind, after all, I am just trying to get home. He than turns on his directional to turn into this lil' business place so I slow and he pulls in but aims the truck to be ready to come back out, "yea, go figure!" I say to myself and pass by as he pulls out behind me. I come to an almost complete stop to go over the RR tracks and get moving again. Go past my neighbors and wave to one of them and he remains behind and I flip on my directional and pull into my driveway and he slowly goes past and is like
, like I do not live there. So Because I took my cobalt I moved my cavalier over a spot which is my moms spot so after I part coby in the garage I start up the cavy and instead of just moving it and not letting it warm up I decide I well just go around the block. So after the car has kinda run abit I take off. I exit my driveway and down the road is the Sheriff truck, half on and off the road just sitting there. I went the opposite way and I come around to where he was sitting and he is gone. So I make the right onto my road and approach my house and there is a Sheriff car infront, half on and half off the road of my house and the truck is in my driveway.
I pull up with my directional on and stop, looking at the sheriff who was driving the car like
"wtf" and he yells to his buddy that someone wants to pull in, so he moves up the driveway alittle and I pull in and I go to just drive across the side of the lawn to go around but he gets out yelling "not so fast boy." So I stop and get out immediately(no one is telling me to "not so fast" on my property especially if I have not done shit) and I say "what is the problem here?"
Do you live here, he asks
ugh yea, that would why I pulled in and was going to go around so I could park my car in MY driveway
Who owns the yellow car, he asks
I do? Is there a problem?
Where is it? he asks
Where it belongs, in my garage.
So the car is yours? Who owns that car, he points to the cavalier
Ugh, that would be me aswell, what is the problem here, I ask
What about all these other cars/trucks outback? he asks
Ugh, since you already know this is my place cause you have run my tags I am sure, you would know this is also the residence of my parents and all them cars/trucks would be theirs, so what is the problem here? I say
We've had complaints of a yellow car running amock and yours fit the discription, he says, which was BS, I dont have to be a cop to tell a lie
Oh, yea well I am not the only yellow car around here, there are hundreds. mine does stick out abit I admit but as far as running "amock" the car is not driven awhole lot. Its my "toy" that comes out on nice days or to go to car shows or track days where running "amock" is perfectly legal.
The sheriff that drove the car chuckles and than the other one chills. And than says they were just looking into it and since one officer said some yellow car(which I admitted was mine) tore up HWY74 toward monroe and blah blah and I told 'em it was me but I sure as heck was not burning rubber. I said I merely took off briskly and nothing more like many people do all day long. And added I guess I should get ready to be harassed yet again by sheriffs, troopers and yada yada like I was for the first year and a half I had my car and they said, nah, just be smart and whatever the idiot troopers do is not cause of them. They than asked if they could look at the car so I said alright
"pretty sweet" sums up what they thought
just thought I'd share