My Mom was a bad ***! True story,there was a guy named Arthur he lived about two miles from me. He owned a green 70 Charger R/T,similar to my mom's car. It was a Sunday morning, me and my sisters piled in the Charger all dressed up for church. The local cops see mom's Charger and pull us over. My mom never got in trouble with the cops,with the exception of the day she got her license. She pulled into the DMV parking lot take her exam in the car by herself,and the examiner was standing on the sidewalk with his clipboard in his hand,waiting for her to arrive for her drivers test. He got in the car with her,and said "I guess you already got this down" He gave her a drivers license! Different times. So back to the story.... So the cop pulls Mom over and you should have seen the look on his face when he pulls over the fugitive and it's a middle aged housewife and a musclecar full of kids all dressed up for church on Sunday morning! He shook his head and said no way.... to which mom replied excuse me! He said it again no way! He took her license and registration,and went back to his Plymouth Fury cop car! Two other cops showed up and they had a pow wow! 15 minutes later the cop came up to the window and said,I am sorry to bother you mam,you can go. Mom didn't go without giving him an earful for making her late for church! As I found out later when I went to see Arthur about trying to buy his 70 green Charger R/T,he had out ran the cops that Saturday night,they chased him through yards,knocking down fences,and just missing a built in pool! He had the car covered up with tarps and blankets hidden behind his house! He almost put my Mom in the slammer! True green Mopar story!
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