so i'm rocking out and am like "fuck it, i'm getting home asap, fuck rain" so i start tearing down the HOV going between 110-130. at one point i look at my speedo and it says 128 and then i go over to my mirror and there is a car catching up to me.......
hmmmm. either this guy is nuts or he's a cop and i'm sorta fucked. there is traffic up ahead of me so i slow down to about 70ish and get over in the far left normal lane and the car behind me pulls up beside. i'm like ok, i'll slow and i'll let him get in front. nope, he starts pacing me. FUCK. then i hear the siren chirp. DOUBLE FUCK. i finally look over and officer friendly in unmarked car looks very stern and gives me a big wag of the finger and points at me. i put up my hand to say "sorry, i give up, whatever" and slow down even more. he passes me, passes the slow guy in the HOV lane, and goes about his merry way.
i go home at a more relaxed 70/80ish pace and get bogged down past perimeter to about 20-30ish, all the while thinking i might need a new pair of boxers cause i about shat myself.





