I never had hallucinations, but I made some dumbass decisions off of about three fingers. It's high proof and I almost ran from the cops. I was doing 90 in a 65 and he passed opposite direction. I was five miles from the montana border. Luckily I thought and pulled the fuck over
I drove all up through South Carolina on I-95 in less than 2 hours. I was the faggot, though. I only did 105mph while following this speeding dude's tail lights. He knew I was tagging him. Once or twice, he would slow down and let me take the lead. But I wouldn't go over 95mph. He passed me like a bitch while I was doing 95.
I slowed down in NC as soon as the cops pulled him over. Still... that was my record time for driving through South Carolina.
I had no way to warn him about those Pedro cops near Dillon.
I drove all the way across oregon to Idaho along the river doing 90 or so the whole time. Had that little focus pegged. Didn't see one cop. Was fucking awesome
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