Prom story
I went to my then girlfriend's prom that was 20 miles round trip from my house. After the prom, we were gonna go to the after party, I didn't have any shoes, just the tux shoes, We had like 15 mins before it started. I got the genius idea of driving back to my house to get some really fast. 40mph on the gravel road to the highway, then 90+ to my house. got the shoes, 100+mph on the way back, cop sees me. Cop chases...I go over a hill, I turn on the gravel road to her house, cut the lights, he goes straight.
Whew, cut the lights back on, I'm running late, 50+mph now on the gravel, hit a slight hill, loose gravel...I end up rolling the car 3 times and it comes to rest on the driver's side in field. I climb out, feeling fine, push my car over on it's wheels, but it's totally fucked. I start walking....My hip starts hurting and swelling really bad. I walk 1/2 a mile to an old farm house. I'm wearing street clothes now - Eminem "My Name is" shirt - and I knock on the door, Old man answers, I tell him the deal, he let's me use the phone. he asks where i'm from, i say "Table Rock", and he looks at me...honest to god...and says...
"I don't know any Shady's from Table Rock."
It made my night.