haha it was just one of those days, great day but still....
Anyways so today i picked up my car, my 94 cobra by far fastest car i have ever drivin and i love it. Anyways so i pay for the car and drive off as happy as can be. I have my g/f and two good friends with me. I drop my g/f off at home and start to head home, dropped my other friend off, and headed off to play some late night sand v-ball with some friends. I pull up to the park and they all come to admire it (sorry if i sound ****y and like i am braging, im just happy cause it is my first car that is really all mine). my other friend that was already there asks if he could try it and io figured y not. So we climb in and head out. he takes it out of the park and onto the main road. He never really opens it up but he did get on it a little bit. We pull up to a stop light and wait for the green. The light turns and a white civic goes by us onthe right at about 25-30. Kyle(my friend) pushes the car a little but not anything to drastic, as he goes to shift into second e kinda missed and jumps a little to the left, and guess what...passing the other way just happend to be a police car. Well shit... sure enough he flips the bitch and gets right on us. We pull over into an empty parking lot of a park and stop the car. e jumps out of his car and shouts" keep your hands on the wheel !!!" He is not a happy cop. so i am sitting there in the passenger seat of my car witch i had owned almost for 2 full houra now, laughing to myself thinking how worst could it be. Well let me tell u it can and was worse. The cop comes up in a fury yelling " do u know what u were doing, street racing is not allowed blah blah blah, speeding, blah blah..I can impound your car for 30 days...etc." Then he gets to the point .." let me see license regitration and proof of insurance. HHAHAHA, shit!! im only insured by the 30 day rule or whatever, my dad has the registartion in his car, and guess what....kyle left his licence at the vball courts....o and he is not wearing shoes. Kyle mentions it is not his car and so he asked me for my licence too and goes back to his car. I sit there laughing in my head thinking wow i blew it on the first night, amazing. When he finally returns he tell us not to speed, not tot race or else next time it is jail. And leaves.... never asks for registation, insurance, doesnt notice kyles bare feet, and drives off............... we couldnt belive it, so we decided it would be best if i drove back so we switched seats and headed back. What a night, but at least we had fun.
Anyways so today i picked up my car, my 94 cobra by far fastest car i have ever drivin and i love it. Anyways so i pay for the car and drive off as happy as can be. I have my g/f and two good friends with me. I drop my g/f off at home and start to head home, dropped my other friend off, and headed off to play some late night sand v-ball with some friends. I pull up to the park and they all come to admire it (sorry if i sound ****y and like i am braging, im just happy cause it is my first car that is really all mine). my other friend that was already there asks if he could try it and io figured y not. So we climb in and head out. he takes it out of the park and onto the main road. He never really opens it up but he did get on it a little bit. We pull up to a stop light and wait for the green. The light turns and a white civic goes by us onthe right at about 25-30. Kyle(my friend) pushes the car a little but not anything to drastic, as he goes to shift into second e kinda missed and jumps a little to the left, and guess what...passing the other way just happend to be a police car. Well shit... sure enough he flips the bitch and gets right on us. We pull over into an empty parking lot of a park and stop the car. e jumps out of his car and shouts" keep your hands on the wheel !!!" He is not a happy cop. so i am sitting there in the passenger seat of my car witch i had owned almost for 2 full houra now, laughing to myself thinking how worst could it be. Well let me tell u it can and was worse. The cop comes up in a fury yelling " do u know what u were doing, street racing is not allowed blah blah blah, speeding, blah blah..I can impound your car for 30 days...etc." Then he gets to the point .." let me see license regitration and proof of insurance. HHAHAHA, shit!! im only insured by the 30 day rule or whatever, my dad has the registartion in his car, and guess what....kyle left his licence at the vball courts....o and he is not wearing shoes. Kyle mentions it is not his car and so he asked me for my licence too and goes back to his car. I sit there laughing in my head thinking wow i blew it on the first night, amazing. When he finally returns he tell us not to speed, not tot race or else next time it is jail. And leaves.... never asks for registation, insurance, doesnt notice kyles bare feet, and drives off............... we couldnt belive it, so we decided it would be best if i drove back so we switched seats and headed back. What a night, but at least we had fun.
