Chapter 8: Encounter with the Pigs
The five cars DAiMYo had brought to Import Nights roared down the 5 South back to San Diego. About halfway there, a siren started to blare at the rear of the last car. The last car was the NSX. So, Jon pulled over, and the remaining three cars saw him flash his high beams at them. They pulled over too.
Jon sat in his car thinking, "Oh shit, what did I do now?" The cop drove up and said, "Good evening, sir. How are you doing tonight?" Jon replied, "I'm doing fine, officer, how about yourself?" The officer looked at him and said, "I'm fine. Do you know why I pulled you over?"
"No sir," replied Jon.
"Well, it appears that you have neon under-car lights. Did you know that it is illegal to have them on if you are driving?"
"No officer, I didn't know that. So what happens now?"
"Well, since you a lot more respectful than most other import drivers, I think I'm gonna let you off with a fix-it citation this time. All you need to do is get an officer to sign the ticket. But, of course, you have to make sure he knows that you have those lights off of there." He looked up ahead at the other cars that had pulled over, the rest of DAiMYo. He looked at one car in particular. "Say, is that a Ferrari?"
"Yes sir, it sure is."
"Who's is it?"
"It's my club leader's." Around cops, you never said "crew" or "team" because then he'd know that you street-raced.
"Oh yeah? You think he'll mind if I take a look?"
"Ah, no sir, not at all. Just drive up to him and he should let you look all you want."
"Alright, son. Thanks."
"No problem officer. And thank you."
"No problem at all. Stay safe."
The officer drove his car around Jon, Diane, Hieu, and Huong and pulled up behind Jeff. The officer walked up and looked in the driver seat. "Well I'll be damned! If it isn't the banging king himself! Jeff Shoebotham! Get out of the fucking car! Now!"
"Shit, not you! Fuckin' A!" said Jeff.
"Get out of the fucking car!"
Jeff opened the door and stepped out.
Officer Toddstrom and Jeff had had a feud ever since Jeff and Hieu had raced in high school. Toddstrom had busted one of their races against AV, and Jeff and Hieu had barely gotten away, but caused Toddstrom to get in an accident and break one of his legs. Apparently, Toddstrom still held a grudge. Jeff and Toddstrom had gotten into little verbal fights every now and then, but it wasn't until the last time they saw each other that Toddstrom really got pissed at him.
One night, Jeff had paid a visit to the Toddstrom residents in hope of making peace with the officer. Instead of Officer Toddstrom coming to the door, it was his wife. His wife was a hot little number, blonde hair, blue eyes, about 5'4". Anyway, she was wearing a white bathrobe, and invited Jeff inside. She told him that the officer wasn't home, but if Jeff wanted to, he could stay for a while until the officer came home. So, Jeff decided to stay. Anyhow, Toddstrom's wife seduced Jeff. Yes, they had mad sex like 10 times in about 4 hours. Anyway, on the last one, right after they had finished the 10th revolution (for lack of better term), Officer Toddstrom walked in while Mrs. Toddstrom was wiping some odd white creamy substance off of her face. He looked at her, then looked over at Jeff and went after him with his riot baton. Jeff tried to avoid the swings, but the officer hit him once on the arm and gave it a pretty bad bruise. Jeff swung with his right as he rolled out of the bed and clocked the officer right in the jaw. The officer moved backward a little bit and came at Jeff again with the baton. Jeff swung a one-two shot with his right and left and knocked the officer on the ground, then grabbed his clothes and ran as fast as he could for his MR2. This all happened when Jeff was 19. Officer Toddstrom was about 26 at the time.
Anyway, the officer held a huge grudge against Jeff. Toddstrom grabbed Jeff's shirt and threw him on the ground. Jeff grunted as his face hit the asphalt. The officer put cuffs on him and lifted him off the ground. "Been liftin' weights, ey Toddstrom?" asked Jeff. "Shut the fuck up and get in the car." Toddstrom threw Jeff into the backseat of the cop car and squealed off down the freeway.
"Oh shit," said Hieu. Hieu knew about what had happened to Jeff and Toddstrom's wife, because, as most people know, young men enjoy bragging about their sexual exploits. Hieu knew that they'd have to go and get Jeff back soon, otherwise Toddstrom was gonna charge him with some weird shit and send him to the big jail. "Fucking A."
The five cars DAiMYo had brought to Import Nights roared down the 5 South back to San Diego. About halfway there, a siren started to blare at the rear of the last car. The last car was the NSX. So, Jon pulled over, and the remaining three cars saw him flash his high beams at them. They pulled over too.
Jon sat in his car thinking, "Oh shit, what did I do now?" The cop drove up and said, "Good evening, sir. How are you doing tonight?" Jon replied, "I'm doing fine, officer, how about yourself?" The officer looked at him and said, "I'm fine. Do you know why I pulled you over?"
"No sir," replied Jon.
"Well, it appears that you have neon under-car lights. Did you know that it is illegal to have them on if you are driving?"
"No officer, I didn't know that. So what happens now?"
"Well, since you a lot more respectful than most other import drivers, I think I'm gonna let you off with a fix-it citation this time. All you need to do is get an officer to sign the ticket. But, of course, you have to make sure he knows that you have those lights off of there." He looked up ahead at the other cars that had pulled over, the rest of DAiMYo. He looked at one car in particular. "Say, is that a Ferrari?"
"Yes sir, it sure is."
"Who's is it?"
"It's my club leader's." Around cops, you never said "crew" or "team" because then he'd know that you street-raced.
"Oh yeah? You think he'll mind if I take a look?"
"Ah, no sir, not at all. Just drive up to him and he should let you look all you want."
"Alright, son. Thanks."
"No problem officer. And thank you."
"No problem at all. Stay safe."
The officer drove his car around Jon, Diane, Hieu, and Huong and pulled up behind Jeff. The officer walked up and looked in the driver seat. "Well I'll be damned! If it isn't the banging king himself! Jeff Shoebotham! Get out of the fucking car! Now!"
"Shit, not you! Fuckin' A!" said Jeff.
"Get out of the fucking car!"
Jeff opened the door and stepped out.
Officer Toddstrom and Jeff had had a feud ever since Jeff and Hieu had raced in high school. Toddstrom had busted one of their races against AV, and Jeff and Hieu had barely gotten away, but caused Toddstrom to get in an accident and break one of his legs. Apparently, Toddstrom still held a grudge. Jeff and Toddstrom had gotten into little verbal fights every now and then, but it wasn't until the last time they saw each other that Toddstrom really got pissed at him.
One night, Jeff had paid a visit to the Toddstrom residents in hope of making peace with the officer. Instead of Officer Toddstrom coming to the door, it was his wife. His wife was a hot little number, blonde hair, blue eyes, about 5'4". Anyway, she was wearing a white bathrobe, and invited Jeff inside. She told him that the officer wasn't home, but if Jeff wanted to, he could stay for a while until the officer came home. So, Jeff decided to stay. Anyhow, Toddstrom's wife seduced Jeff. Yes, they had mad sex like 10 times in about 4 hours. Anyway, on the last one, right after they had finished the 10th revolution (for lack of better term), Officer Toddstrom walked in while Mrs. Toddstrom was wiping some odd white creamy substance off of her face. He looked at her, then looked over at Jeff and went after him with his riot baton. Jeff tried to avoid the swings, but the officer hit him once on the arm and gave it a pretty bad bruise. Jeff swung with his right as he rolled out of the bed and clocked the officer right in the jaw. The officer moved backward a little bit and came at Jeff again with the baton. Jeff swung a one-two shot with his right and left and knocked the officer on the ground, then grabbed his clothes and ran as fast as he could for his MR2. This all happened when Jeff was 19. Officer Toddstrom was about 26 at the time.
Anyway, the officer held a huge grudge against Jeff. Toddstrom grabbed Jeff's shirt and threw him on the ground. Jeff grunted as his face hit the asphalt. The officer put cuffs on him and lifted him off the ground. "Been liftin' weights, ey Toddstrom?" asked Jeff. "Shut the fuck up and get in the car." Toddstrom threw Jeff into the backseat of the cop car and squealed off down the freeway.
"Oh shit," said Hieu. Hieu knew about what had happened to Jeff and Toddstrom's wife, because, as most people know, young men enjoy bragging about their sexual exploits. Hieu knew that they'd have to go and get Jeff back soon, otherwise Toddstrom was gonna charge him with some weird shit and send him to the big jail. "Fucking A."