the last second and almost flip it over, so im heading back to the rest of the path and a fucking squad car pulls up the driveway and theres 2 flashlights on the path in the distance behind me running too so i go to the corner of the parking lot and they put these bigass rocks on it so people dont drive there cars/ATVs on the path so i pull my leg in and put it to high speed and i BARELY got inbetween these 2 rocks, the whole cart shook and i saw sparks flying, im pretty sure one of the tires blew out but then i hit full throttle and once again almost crashed, but i got my shit under control so now im crusing down a path at night,
saw a random ass hobo picking up beer cans and ----- i was about 200 yards from the police now and then out of nowhere some dude jumps out of the bush and i hit the breaks and he jumps out of the way but i clip him in mid air. i was like fucki t and started driving again and then this dude runs up and jumps onto the back i was like oh fuck a fuckin cop but it was my boy ricky man he was hanging on the side and he jumps into the passenger and hes like holy fuck man DRIVE, he was running along there the whole way while i was getting chased by cops, he said he heard a car coming and he saw lights so he jumped in a bush to hide then he saw me and i was about a second away from killing him.
anyways we keep driving and the tire i blew out earlier blows right off after about 3 or 4 minutes (felt like hours at the time, so intense) and the thing starts leaning to the one side but its still going fast so we stay in til we hit a fuckin rock and the thing pops up in the air ricky goes flying out and i jump out too and the thing flips over and hurls into a tree then into a revine. we didnt even look back we just got up and kept running then we saw a set of stairs with lights that went up to the escarpment about 100ft away so we cut through the forest and like ran along it about 40ft out cause we thought cops would be there, so we get to the top and we cant run no more and we didnt want to go to the stairs so we climbed up like 15 feet of rock in bare hands, got to the top, just as i was about to step up my foot slipped and i was climbing up with a useless dummy arm n shoulder so i woulda fallen but ricky grabbed my arm and pulled me up it was crazy my life was flashing before my eyes i went all that way and almost fell to my death for like the 6th time. he pulls me up, were jogging on this street and we hear a car coming so we dip this dudes fence and run through a guys yard and out onto his front lawn, we have no idea where we are so were just running fence hopping and shit and we both end up jumping into some random dudes backyard, he was having a party and there was like a barbeque, pattio about 15 dudes and they were all just chillin cleaning up and me and my boy just come flying over this guys fence and land next to a table of people just staring at us. my shirts basically ripped in half, were both covered in blood and ricky tries to keep running LOL and this dude just grabs him and hes like woah woah what the fuck happened and we were so out of breath we just fell down they ran over there like woah call 911 this kids fuckin dying im like NO man cops were chasing us through the woods for the last hour, give us a minute to rest well explain everything.
some guy in sunglasses just stands up and hes like "whaaa da faaaaaaaaaaaaaack" and all these people in like there 20s are just howling like what the fuck 2 kids just flew over the fence lol, so they get us to sit at the table and by now its like 1am and there parties kinda ending and theres all these extra burgers and hotdogs and chips on the table, they tell us to dig in so they dont have to clean it up, i ate like 6 fucking hamburgers and drank about 4 cans of pop and some beer while we told these people who were just as hammered as us the entire story. after telling them for about half an hour and how we were smoking weed and shit some dude goes and grabs a bong from the house and they smoke us out a bunch of dank because we made their night. we got even more drunk high and got some girls numbers then at like 4am we walked back to my buddy rickys house and his parents were asleep so we snuck in and went and plugged our phones in to charge cause they were dead.went on facebook quick added all the new people we met ahahah then we fuckin crashed literally 2 minutes after getting into the room,
woke up like 4pm the next day and ate dinner at his house and went home and slept for another 5 hours then woke up at midnight and watched a UFC event. apparently my 2 friends who went down the ladder ran out the door we came in and my one friend got grabbed so my other friend punched a cop then they both ran about 5 miles the wrong direction and spent like 3 hours lost in the hood looking for a way home. my other buddy hid in the fucking abandoned pitch dark basement for like 2 hours til the cops dipped and then he waited an extra hour in silence and he thought he saw demons and shit so he freaked out and ran out of the building and a cop was still cruising the area so he almost got caught again, but we all made it away without getting caught. the boy that was hiding in the basement heard the cops talking and ----- he says they had atleast 20 cops looking for us and they were gonna call a helicopter but the captain said fuck it. the one cop was freaking out saying he almost died and shit and it turns out the reason the cops showed up was because when we broke down the door we set a silent-alarm off and the cops responded late cause they were busy which is why we werent busted right away, but still we werent even there that long.
it was so crazy i stayed home from school the first 2 days of the week recovering, it was probably the most interesting story of my life. i ended up tearing 3 muscles in my arm, my trapezius, i dislocated my shoulder, sprained my wrist and ankle and i had bruises all over my body and i have a scar from my asscrack to the side of my back.
all my friends call me ironballs now lol.
gonna make a movie about it some day
quadpost?