Driving home on Halloween I got the scare of my life. Its a long story but I think its worth the time and mental strain to read. 
At 6:45 (totally dark outside) I was driving home from Perisma (a trail in Halfmoon Bay) on 92 and I noticed a car's headlights behind mine. Looked like he wanted to get going and it was a single-lane road so I stepped up the speed a little, going a good 5-10 mph over the speed limit and taking turns a little faster than I was comfortable with. I dont know why I sped up, I should have let the guy suffer. This goes on for about 10 minutes and then out of the corner of my rearview mirror I see red lights flashing. I'm going around a turn and can't see the car. Now on a straight away, I can clearly see the red and blue lights of the cruiser behind me. AHH nooo! :mumble: I wasn't going that fast? I kill the music, slow down and start looking for a place to pull over.
Finding a turnout takes about a good 2-3 minutes and I'm stressed out as hell. I'm 16, have had my liscense for 4 months now and might already get a ticket for who knows what. 5-10 mph over the limit isn't ticketable is it?
I start to ponder about what I'm going to do. How I'm going to tell my parents? Is the car registration in the car? And oh crap, there is a bottle of wine in the back left over from a party my parents went to the night before
(the car is my parents and they let me use it to meet up with a buddy do ride some DH, and while loading my gear up I noticed the wine). The cop can't search the car without probable cause...can he??......no...riiiight?.....
Up ahead I see a gravel turn out. Turning in I hear the gravel grinding and crunching under the tires and then it dawns on me. I might not be able to drive any more! If not legally, definitely from my over protective parents. I come to a complete stop and look behind me.
The cruiser accelerates and speeds down 92 to go after a real criminal.
........HAHAHAHAHA!!! Ehehehe!!...heh... Gotta call someone to relieve my stress as I'm still not convinced. I call up Ryan, who I rode with that day, on the cellular and his dad says he's in the shower. How could be bath at a time like this?! So I decide to call my parents and at least share the story with them. My dad picks up and I give him a quick rundown of the above. He chuckles and starts getting mad about how I'm late. What? I didn't know I had a deadline to meet an hour ago at 5:30? It's Halloween? What? Watch out for kids driving home? Ok.
I pull out of the turnout and start heading home at 5-10 mph over the speed limit, after all, I dont want to be that late. :dancing:
-J
At 6:45 (totally dark outside) I was driving home from Perisma (a trail in Halfmoon Bay) on 92 and I noticed a car's headlights behind mine. Looked like he wanted to get going and it was a single-lane road so I stepped up the speed a little, going a good 5-10 mph over the speed limit and taking turns a little faster than I was comfortable with. I dont know why I sped up, I should have let the guy suffer. This goes on for about 10 minutes and then out of the corner of my rearview mirror I see red lights flashing. I'm going around a turn and can't see the car. Now on a straight away, I can clearly see the red and blue lights of the cruiser behind me. AHH nooo! :mumble: I wasn't going that fast? I kill the music, slow down and start looking for a place to pull over.
Finding a turnout takes about a good 2-3 minutes and I'm stressed out as hell. I'm 16, have had my liscense for 4 months now and might already get a ticket for who knows what. 5-10 mph over the limit isn't ticketable is it?
I start to ponder about what I'm going to do. How I'm going to tell my parents? Is the car registration in the car? And oh crap, there is a bottle of wine in the back left over from a party my parents went to the night before
(the car is my parents and they let me use it to meet up with a buddy do ride some DH, and while loading my gear up I noticed the wine). The cop can't search the car without probable cause...can he??......no...riiiight?.....Up ahead I see a gravel turn out. Turning in I hear the gravel grinding and crunching under the tires and then it dawns on me. I might not be able to drive any more! If not legally, definitely from my over protective parents. I come to a complete stop and look behind me.
The cruiser accelerates and speeds down 92 to go after a real criminal.
........HAHAHAHAHA!!! Ehehehe!!...heh... Gotta call someone to relieve my stress as I'm still not convinced. I call up Ryan, who I rode with that day, on the cellular and his dad says he's in the shower. How could be bath at a time like this?! So I decide to call my parents and at least share the story with them. My dad picks up and I give him a quick rundown of the above. He chuckles and starts getting mad about how I'm late. What? I didn't know I had a deadline to meet an hour ago at 5:30? It's Halloween? What? Watch out for kids driving home? Ok.I pull out of the turnout and start heading home at 5-10 mph over the speed limit, after all, I dont want to be that late. :dancing:
-J
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