So in my late 20s I had a sports car and it had a bunch of performance mods done to it. She was quick. Hurt a lot of feelings in that car. Anyway, that summer I was working on a project out of town in Twin Falls, Idaho (about 2 hours from Boise) and I didn't need the work truck that week. So, I decided to drive my car there. Well, that Monday night, my buddy I work with tells me, "You got to give me a ride in that car!". I said sure. So we eat dinner and then hop in for a night cruise. Well, I'm cruising and his wife ends up calling him. So I'm just driving around Twin Falls and he is stuck on the phone with his wife and she is yammering on as he is trying to wrap it up. It went on long enough I started driving back to our work apartment we had. He finally hangs up and apologies and says, "about that ride?". Well there was a road called Powerline Rd that ran out of Twin Falls. The city is growing, so the road has 4 lanes with a center island going all the way out into the country to accommodate for future growth and a new hospital.
I get to the light and it's red. I look in my rearview mirror and around and the area is pretty empty. The light turns green and I just stand on the throttle. I'm flying through gears, the wind is just barreling past the windows, and the last time I looked down the needle was going through 130. I finally reel her back and slow down and my buddy is ear to ear grin, "Wow!! She's quite the car!". I find a good spot to turn around and I start going back up the road on the other side, heading back the way we came. I notice some headlights coming up the road and don't think much about it. As soon as those headlights get parallel to my car, BOOM, it's an Idaho State Trooper and he lights up the police lights. My buddy started freaking out, apologizing for convincing me to take him for a ride. He is otherwise more stressed than me, for whatever reason.
I pull over. The officer gets out and walks up to the passenger side of the car. He bends down, looks right past my buddy, and asks me, "Is there any reason why you were just hauling BLEEP down this road?" I told him, "No sir. No reason at all. My buddy wanted a good ride in this car and I gave him one, and well, you just caught me. What else can I say?". He says OK and asks for all my information. Then asks if I'm from Twin Falls, I tell him no and that we are just working over here. He then takes all my information back to the car and he sits there and is running my stuff for a little bit. My buddy continues freaking out and apologizing. The officer finally comes back up to the passenger window and slides all my information to my buddy. All I saw was my license, registration, insurance. No ticket. My heart skipped a beat as either I am about to get incredibly lucky or heading to jail. The officer looks at me and says, "I'm going to give you a HUGE break tonight. How long you working on this project in Twin Falls?" I tell him another couple weeks. "Ok, well, I'm going to just give you a warning tonight, but I don't want to see this car in Twin Falls again while you're working here. Deal?" I jumped on that quickly! "Yes sir. You got it!"
Then my buddy, looking at the police car in the side mirror, asked, “Hey, is that one of those new Dodge Chargers?”. The officer replies, "Yes, it is." Without missing a beat, my buddy said, “Wanna race?” The cop shot us a stern look and said, “Have a great night.”
