Boy that sure kicked up an old memory. The local police department got a new Galaxy with a big block in it, in 1967. They also got a new rookie, that was “heavy with badge”. So us farm boys that had spent our whole lives driving the back roads of the farm country decided to teach him a little lesson. Now days you’d get shot, but back then a local cop wouldn’t call in for help unless he just had to. We let that rookie chase us through every creek bottom, dirt road, and tar weed patch, in the area. The next day he could be seen behind the firehouse trying to clean up the new patrol car. Years later he became the police chief, and a good friend. We have had many conversations about those chases over a beer or two.
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