Professur
Team Owner
This morning I had to take my son to school. The wipers have been acting up on the old Olds, so I borrowed my mother's Civic. It's been snowing and the main road I'd have to take is a slushy mess and good wipers a must. On my way back from dropping him off ... blue and red lights in the mirror. Can't be for me ... I pull off out of his way, and he follows me to the curb. OK, what's this **** about ... as both doors behind me open. They'd pulled me over because the car was registered to a woman. Seriously?