So... what was the wildest thing you ever done or ever happened to you?
I've been into illegal motorbike street races with friends since I was 14 cheating death, and playing cat and mouse with the cops. Most of us quit 2 years later after 6 of our friends died horribly from the accidents (we don't use any protective gears), including one of my beloved cousins, however, it did not stop me racing with cars lol!
I once had a hot car chase with police car sirens wailing behind me - hollywood style action - all with screaming tires when cutting and drifting tight corners, diving pass tight spaces, and high speed drag race. My fuel tank dropped to half in the end for that rare kind of "abuse" I gave to my car! We both drove a pretty fast car - well, at least in 1997/8 it was pretty fast. I was driving new Corolla GTI and they're driving a brand new Toyota Grand (??). Gees the tire were still screaming even when I jump the drive to the 3rd gear! Lucky the streets was not as crowded (it was about past 10pm) and I was able to manuver well between cars and I think I top at 160km/hour before having to break for the last corners where the cop car's finally end up crashing behind me at the concrete road divider after about 10 minute chasing me. When I don't see/hear the siren behind me no more, I quickly sneak my car at the parking lot of one of the 5 stars hotel nearby, went up to the lobby looking outside for patrols, made some calls and have a drink for about 15 minutes cooling off before I went to my original destination for the night.
I found out that both of the cops in that car was not hurt, but they busted their right tire since around 3am both of them + a few pissed off police back ups, show up at my place barking for me (lucky I was still out till 4.30am or probably get shot on sight if they found me lol). lucky they only stayed for 20 minutes since they note that a retired ex-member of national parliament lived just next door and I guess waking him up would not be the brightest idea (IMG:
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To cut it short, as an agreement, I have to report to police headquarter's on the next day, which before that I acquired a "special letter" from one of my dad's connection from the police department we first visited before reporting there. Lol! I finally arrive at their office (full of cops waiting) handed the letter and later was treated with drinks and offered food. They still ask for payment for the damage I've caused (tire and body work for the car) and that's about it. The cop driver chasing me that night even compliment my driving skills (IMG:
style_emoticons/default/rofl.gif) Ah... guts and glory, yet silly, pointless and stupid days with lifes to spare but my reckless days racing the streets are mostly gone but memories.