Essay
The Accident Dan was playing with the radio, I was counting my money. I reached for my seatbelt. But let me start from the beginning. It was 3 o’clock on a Thursday afternoon. I was driving my friends’ car home from work. His car is much faster than my old truck. I hit 120 mph on I-695. After I zipped around the beltway, I came up to a street that I like to drive. Normally I go down this street to check the tides of middle river to see when it is a good time to take out the boat. I had the stereo on BLAST, I was feeling a rush so I down shifted and stomped on it, after I shift, I look down the road further and I see a police officer shooting radar at me. You have got to be kidding! He waves me over and says son do you have any idea how fast you were going? I replied, “Over the limit I imagine” in a smart-ass tone. The officer replied, you were in excess of 45 mph in a 25 zone. The officer asked me for my license and registration. I handed him my license and I had to search the unfamiliar car for the registration. I found it and the officer asked why I was driving a car that didn’t belong to me. I told him that I had taken it to work to rotate the tires and do some minor work to reset the Check Engine light. The officer was a dick. Although my comment earlier didn’t help the situation, I couldn’t help but think, WHY? Why was he sitting there right now? Why did I drive down that road? How pissed is my dad going to be? I texted my friend, who owns the car and told him I got pulled over and it was going to be a big ticket. He wasn’t mad, just happy I didn’t get caught doing 120. So I get a ticket. I go home and I tell my dad. He was not as upset as I expected. He seemed glad that I would finally be taught a lesson. He said if I am ever pulled over again I will be removed from his insurance policy. So I call my friend and tell him to come get his car so I don’t get another ticket. The next day I am still upset about the damn ticket. It is Friday and I...