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Created on: April 29, 2008
Ahh, the fear of every driver, those flashing lights, no you're not at a club anymore; thats the sign of Jonny Law chasing you down with the iron fist of the law. Maybe you were going too fast, oh God, how much did you drink? Where's that chewing gum you keep stashed in the car? Is that a blood stain on your colour? How did that get there? Slow down fool! You're just going to make things worse. Ok, calm down, find a good place to pull over, signal, slow down, that's it, be compliant with the law. What the? He drove past...oh thank you lord! look at him go! he's pulled over the car in front, stupid other driver, must have been breaking the law, how much did he drink? maybe he was going too fast, oops get your eyes back on the road! Ok, and breath, you've gone past him, it wasn't you he was after because you're a safe driver, nothing to fear for you because you don't break the law. Maybe you should have a cigarette to relax you after the scare, just reach over to the passenger seat and grab them, you can do it without taking your eyes off the road, just have a feel for the pack, pull one out and your'e all set. Still can't find them, doesn't this car have cruise control? Dammit, whats that?, doesn't feel like a pack of cigarettes, oh yeah! its that bottle of vodka you were saving for later. Well, it's later now afterall, you've already seen one cop, should be safe. Ok, bottle between you knees, unscrew the lid, eyes on the road, eyes on the road...and SWIG, there that wasn't too hard now put the lid back on and you're all set. Hey, what's that? aaah there are your cigarettes! right in front of your nose on the dashboard, well thats what you get for looking at the road all the time. Spark it up and breath, aah much better. You needed that after the close encounter with that police car. You can almost hear that siren ringing in your ears and still see those lights flashing in your mirror....wait a second. Is that?...oh no way! he's behind you again! Ok, no messing around this time, pull over and wait for him to go past. That's it slow down. Good. Any second now he'll go past. Hmm...he's slowing down, seems to be taking an interest in you. Ah well, you'll be ok, you haven't had a drink since that club an hour ago. He's walking this way, better relax, you've had your scare for the night remember. Ok wind down the window and smile. Breathe out so he knows your breath doesn't smell. Where did you put that cigarette? ah there it is, it fell out of your mouth as you said "Is there a problem, officer?"
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