Originally posted by M5Power
Hey, snoop, I've got a story for you, and it happened tonight!
It all began a few hours ago when my doorbell rang (at about (9:30 on a fackin' Sunday night during the World Series). I went to the door and no one was there... the ML was in the garage and the car was in the driveway, and I was a little wary that someone would steal it or something. Rather than move the car, I wanted to watch the World Series since Tim Salmon had just homered to put the Angels in the lead.
Anyway, I went back inside and watched. When it ended, I went outside again and the driveway had some eggs on it - as did the Audi, but just one actually hit the Audi and barely. I got a baseball bat and a flashlight and told Danielle I was going to go drive around for a bit to see if I could find whoever did it.
So I go outside and get in the Audi and begin driving around. I drive over through my area and to the houses around me, and I'm heading back for home, disillusioned, when I notice an older silver Volvo coming toward me. Before it gets to me, it turns off, and so commences the chase.
I turn down the street they went down. Evidently, they didn't see me because he turned right at the end of the street (going towards the river where there is no way out except back through other mino streets). I'm about a block back at this point, and gaining fast. When I turned off that street, I got behind them by about half a block and they noticed me and blasted through the stop sign at the end of that street. They then turned left and proceeded to go (I, at least, went) upwards of 60 MPH. At the end of this long street, they ran another stop sign, then ran a red light at the top of the hill and got on to 96th Avenue, where I didn't bother to chase them any farther since it's crowded at all hours of the night.
Vroom.