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in the chase, just in case things really got out of hand and us local boys ended up needing a hand from the State.

Soon after my Sergeant, who had decided to leave his desk and offer his supervision skills to the endeavor caught up to us and fell in behind the state trooper.

There we were, a big lumbering circa 1972 Toronado followed by four marked law enforcement vehicles with every light, siren, and PA available blasting an array of stunning sound and visual effects into the night.

Finally the Oldsmobile turned into a driveway and came to a lumbering halt.

Charged with adrenaline I bolted from my squad car, and suddenly fell back as if a giant hand had reached out and yanked me back into my seat.

So I unbuckled my seatbelt and erupted out of the squad car, whipping my collapsible baton out of its holster and snapping it open with a skilled flick of the wrist that would strike mortal fear into the heart of any felon.

Trembling with anticipation of a good, clean, fair fight with overwhelming odds on my side (considering half the law enforcement officers in the county were only inches behind me) I arrived at the door of the violator's vehicle and asked him in my most professional command presence tone, "Sir, just what the hell do you think you are doing?"

I'll remember the elderly driver's answer to my dying day:

"Son, I seen you back there with your lights and siren on and knew you was in a hurry to get somewhere. I've been taking every turn I can to try to get outta your way."

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