“I’m downtown tonight. My car was impounded and I think my life is over as I know it.” He managed to get out before his sobs filled the phone line.

“I’m coming down there to get you. Oh, so you know, your ass is grass.” She yelled before she slammed the phone like a hammer on the head of a nail.

Earlier that year on his seventeenth birthday Jeff’s parents bought him a brand new Honda Civic. He didn’t waste any time putting most of the money he saved into his new pride and joy. He spent nearly four thousand dollars accessorizing his vehicle. He began by putting new wheels, lowering the suspension and upgrading the factory engine. Before long Jeff had the nicest car among his peers around town. He soon got caught into the street-racing fad like it was an addictive drug. After he started bringing in money from winning races he figured this was an excellent opportunity to upgrade even more things on his car.

On a foggy August night Jeff rode out with his friends to their local meeting place on Wards Road. Tonight Jeff’s friend Mike said that there w

“Well I was told it was only going to be a few people. My bad, I’ll make sure next time this won’t happen.” Mike responded.

“How about three?” Jeff came back with.

Jeff woke up in the cell to find himself lying on a cot with someone who he thought was Kane, but it was just an overnighter that was being held for public intoxication. Soon after the officer who picked Jeff up came and told Jeff that his car was impounded and that he’d lose his license for up to 6 months with no privileges. The only thing Jeff could say was, ”Can I have my phone call?”

Jeff saw the officer jump out of the patrol car and sprint like he was in a race to Jeff’s car. The air pulled Jeff as the officer thrashed the door open and jerked him out like a motionless rag doll. The officer threw him on the hood of his car and pulled his arms to his back. The last thing Jeff remembered was the clicking of the handcuffs on his wrists before he fainted onto the rock hard pavement.

as a few extra people coming tonight that had heard Jeff was almost unbeatable. Mike told him that they would be arriving there in ten minutes. Just as Mike had said, ten minutes later a train of cars begin to pull in to the parking lot of the Food Lion that they were parked at.

Once they got there Jeff and Kane pulled up to the line that had been sprayed with paint from earlier races that year. They both got out and gave their rolls of money to Jeff’s gi

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