Kim was a really cool girl to hang around with. We had been friends since middle school and even had a short relationship before she went back to a previous boyfriend. It hurt but our friendship remained strong.
When Kim went away to college, we pretty much lost touch. She'd come by and see me during the summers and breaks, but it seemed she was always dating someone.
The other thing we used to do was play practical jokes on each other. She was just as good at it as I was so I just never knew when she was going to pay me back. We did trade off pretty well though and I had gotten the last laugh when I hooked up her horn to her blinker on her BMW so that every time she hit the blinkers, her horn blew in the same sequence. Of course I put it back to normal, but it was a good one.
My dad and I had restored a 1969 Pontiac Le Mans convertible when I was in high school and I was known for having that car. There was no way I was going to get rid of it for sentimental reasons so everyone knew when they saw that car, it was me. One night, I was on the way back from a car show when I passed through this town between where I was and my parents' house. I saw a car with the parking lights on up ahead and people hitting their brakes, so I slowed to 45, the speed limit. Well, when I went by the officer, he pulled out and put his lights on behind me. I slowed and he didn't go around so I pulled over.
He approached the car and said, "Drivers license, insurance, and registration."
I asked, "What did I do?"
He said, "You were going 60 in a 45, son."
I replied, "Sir, I was only going 45."
He said, "I got you going 60. You want to argue?"
I said, "Maybe your radar gun is broken, really, sir. I was only going 45."
He said, "We calibrate them before every shift. You were speeding."
The officer walked back to his cruiser to write the ticket and run my paperwork, I presumed. I was pissed but decided I better shut up. I have a friend that is a reserve cop so maybe he can fix it for me.
I could see in my mirror a passenger that appeared to be in the front seat of the cruiser. I figured the cop was showing off to a ride along, or training a new officer. That made me even angrier.
He approached the car again and said, "You better slow down next time, "as he handed me my paperwork and a note on white paper. I assumed the white paper was the ticket but when I opened it up, it read, "HAHA, gotcha! Love, Kim. XOXO"
She hopped out of the passenger side of the cop car laughing hysterically. I got out and said, "You little shit! I'll get you for this one!"
We walked up to each other and embraced as she said, "You better slow that thing down!"
I said, "I was only going 45!"
She replied, "No you weren't. We clocked you at 43."
She told the officer she'd ride home with me. I said, "Hey is this like a double jeopardy thing where I can speed now?"
He replied, "I don't think so, but I always enjoy a good burn out. Show me what you got."
Kim looked incredible as always. Her dark brown hair was up in a pony tail which accentuated her strong jaw lines and she was wearing a black t-shirt, blue jeans, and tennis shoes. Her eyes were just as beautiful blue as ever and her hair was thick and straight, but a little longer. Her D cups were stretching the t-shirt and her jeans hugged her 36 inch hips. We got in and buckled up. I made sure no one was coming and got out onto the street which was three lanes wide going each way. I pulled the shifter down into first, mashed the gas and break and the rear tires starting smoking. I shifted to second and let off the break. There was so much tire smoke I could barely see the officer's car. Once I got up to 60, I let off and slowed back down, leaving behind two nice 200 foot long marks of black on the road surface. Kim said, "I see you haven't changed."
I said, "Nope! I refuse to grow up! What the hell are you doing riding around with a cop on a Saturday night anyway?"
She replied, "I majored in criminal justice, you know, and am getting as much experience as I can. I am going to be a cop as soon as I can find a department around here that has an opening."
"Wow! Do they know what they are getting into, "I asked?
"I'll be a good cop. I know how criminals think. I think I might study you a bit as well, "she said looking at me and smiling.
I replied, "Whatever. You know I am a law abiding citizen."
She rolled her eyes and said, "Maybe when you're asleep."
I took her to her parents' house and pulled in the drive. She said, "Hang on, and let me open the garage so you can park in there. The pine trees are dropping a lot of sap this time of year and I don't want you to get it all over you car."