I beat the cops on my motorcycle and the summer has just begun.
I raced past one and slowed down to give him the middle finger. I took off again and he couldn’t keep up. Not even close!
So he called in his buddies and they got left in the dust too. They even called in a helicopter. Assholes can’t play fair.
So I went under a bridge. I knew there were concrete dividers on the side. So I braked hard before the dividers, went up behind them, laid down my bike ( I know, I know, never lay a bike on its side) and sat down.
The cops eventually caught up and drove right past. The copter must have followed them or went ahead. About fifteen minutes later I emerged and slowly drove up the next ramp and off into the city to disappear in all those buildings and roads that go off in so many different directions.
It’s going to be a fun summer. Fuck the cops.