Jan 07, 2007 02:10
When you're out alone on a dark road at night and you're suddenly not alone. You're being followed, and not by just any night-time friend, but da po-po man hisself.
I think I picked him up when I had trouble understanding some markings at a major intersection, then got to have him shadow me for miles. Luckily they're easy to shake. Especially when you haven't actually done anything illegal and you know they're behind you. You keep it steady, keep it below the limit, and just act cool. Then your friend is gone, fast as he arrived.