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Welcome ya'll to Hazzard County, land of the free and home to the crooked, namely one Boss Hogg and his sidekick Rosco. This is one story ya'll aren't about to forget. Our story starts at the Duke farm...
"Come on Bo, Uncle Jesse needs the nails for that fence!" Luke Duke yelled, sliding into the passenger side of the General Lee, his brown haired head sliding into the car. He and his cousin Bo were heading to town to do some errands for their uncle.
Bo Duke came running out of the house, yanking a boot on as he hopped over to the car. The blonde haired boy finally got his boot on and slid into the General as the boys' uncle rounded the house. He walked over to the car and poked his head into Luke's side.
"Now, you boys, don't dawdle in town. Just git what I need and git back here so we can fix the fence in the back 40." The boys knew better than to cross their uncle.
"Yes sir. We'll be as fast as we can," Bo said, starting the General. Their uncle pulled back and watched as his nephews flew out of the driveway and headed to town. Like he always did, he sent a silent prayer up to the heavens for his boys. Be with them Lord. Please don't let anything happen to them. Thank you Lord. He turned back to begin the chores.
The General flew down the road at a respectful 55 mph, Bo having fun flying around the curves. The boys were having a great time, ribbing each other. Around one of the curves, Rosco's patrol car fell in behind the boys.
"We have company Luke." Bo said, turning slightly before keeping his eyes on the road.
Luke turned around and saw the flashing lights of the patrol car. "Hit it. We don't want to have to mess with Rosco today," Luke replied, waving his hand forward.
Bo obliged, putting the pedal to the metal. "Come on General, don't fail us now!"
"Take Canyon Road, we can lose him," Luke said as Bo left the main road and went to the right. Rosco followed him, keeping close.
"Wow, he is doing good today. Rosco never does this good!"
"We've been helping him a lot lately you know, running from him!"
Ol' Luke was tellin' the truth. They had been runnin' from Rosco due to all the speed traps that he laid out. Needless to say, Rosco was becomin' a better driver and that was not bodin' well for the Dukes. Meanwhile, in Rosco's car...
"We're in hot pursuit Flash!" Rosco exclaimed, petting his faithful dog. Flash was sitting in the front seat of the patrol car, silent as usual. Rosco was excited, seeing how well he was keeping up with the Dukes.
A sharp pain in his chest made him catch his breath; he wasn't sure what that was all about. After a minute, it stopped hurting. He shook off the nagging feeling that something was really wrong and kept following the Dukes.
That doesn't sound good, does it ya'll? Well, I hope ol' Rosco is going to be okay...
The Dukes kept on flying through the Canyon Road, Rosco close behind. He watched as the General flew over the creek, leaving him behind. Instead of following them, Rosco decided not to crash a patrol car and let the Dukes go.
Well, I didn't even see that one comin'. Rosco givin' up on the Dukes? I wonder what's wrong?
Rosco pulled the patrol car over on the side of the road, his chest hurting something fierce. He had never been in this amount of pain before.
"Flash honey, I'm not sure what's goin' on, but I know I'm in trouble."