Haha, True Story here...
Was driving through Arizona to Vegas at like 3 in the morning, Straight flat road, nobody else out...floored it got to 120 in my old Mirage. Yes that beat u old thing will go that fast...with a few mods...bigger motor.
Well got up to speed went over a hill and low and behold 3 cops sitting there talking away. Well I didn't even try and go any further, just pulled over and waited till they came up on me. Put my License and crap on the roof and waited.
All 3 come up and ask me to get out of the car, ask me what the %&#$ I was thinking and sit me on my hood. I'm S#$*ing bricks now...and then they all start laughing and hand my stuff back and let me off with a warning. I was like WTF?!?!? They said if they had to chase me I would have gone to jail, but since I pulled over without them even having to flip on their lights they were feeling nice, plus it was like 50 miles to the station and they didn't want to take me all they way back. I wasn't endangering anyone but myself since there was no one else on the road for miles.
Yeah I figured I was going to jail, gonna lose my license, pay some ridiculous fine, lose the car and have to figure a way to get home to Colorado afterwards. I have always respected the cops and this here made me love them that much more.
I still speed, but whenever I see a hill coming up I dump my speed quickly, and then accelerate like a bat out of hell once I see its clear.
And yes, a bright red challenger is what is at the end of a rainbow
