155/365 Greg
The summer we moved to Pennsylvania my friend Greg traveled six-hundred miles to visit and I demanded he turn around and drive back to Connecticut—me with him—making him an accomplice. Whenever we spotted cops, I ducked. But the cops were never called.
posted by - Christine at 7:22 AM
2 Comments:
So much said in so few words.
funny how police are the barometer for which side of the law you happen to be standing on at any given time ... still, it sounds like it was quite the adventure.
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