God no...
I was driving on the Atlanta ring with an ounce of coke at one point. It was Sunday morning, just after sunrise.
All of a sudden, a couple dozen police cars came screaming up at 100+ mph. I was in a middle lane and going like 15 over the speed limit. I didn't even slow down. They split up and drove around me and I continued on my way with a zip of coke in a backpack on the passenger seat.
There had to be a second there where you were thinking 'oh shit'
It was a very long moment that I thought that. I couldn't decide on a good way to get to an inside lane, as the cops were in all the lanes. There were at least two dozen of 'em and they were going very fast. So, I just stayed in my lane and hoped for the best.
Sure enough, they all drove around me, a couple roaring up on my ass before moving into another lane to go by me.
I thought I was well and truly fucked. By the time the cops parted and went by me, I had already resigned myself that I was going to prison for 2 to 5 years 'cause they weren't going to believe it was all for personal use.
Man, if they knew how high I was, they'd know it was for personal use! I was fucking geeked right out.
LoL I bet that kept you geeked out for quite a while the rest of that ride
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