Street racing

[Wolfgang]

Wolfgang heard sirens behind him and flashing lights filled his rear view. "Oh ****." he said as he hit the gas, speeding away from the cruisers, he could lose them on the high way.

[Thaddeus Q. Wolfe]

Paul looks sideways through his window and eyes shado. He smiles and presses the pedal down farther, gaining half a length. "God I love this auto."

[Wolfgang]

Wolfgang got onto the highway, the police cruisers still hot on his tail, he spotted two other street racers and caught up with them.

[lukeweedon1]

"need any help?" luke said into the radio whilst flying above the racers

[Octavia]

~he looked noticing wolfgang~ "...***..he brought the cops with him..." he said  shifting into 6th and final gear he moved forward...up in the distance he could see three police cruisers coming in their direction...~ "...we're boned..." he said still jamming the throttle before establishing a CB connection with paul~ "How we gonna get past these cops?"

[Thaddeus Q. Wolfe]

Paul looks ahaed to see three more flashing lights approaching from the north bound lane, there weren't any u turn opening sor them to get through, thank god. He saw Wolfgang appear in his rear view, drafting Shadow with a pair of cruisers hot on his tail. "Great, just blinkin' great." Pau;l mutters as he depressses a pair of buttons on his steering weel. His Challengers rear tires chirp and he shoots forward, his old iron v-8 working hard to keep from blowing. "Come on baby, stay together."

[Wolfgang]

Wolfgang grabs his CB radio mic and contacts Debonis. "Debonis, do you read me, There's a golf course two miles ahead of us and we can use it to get these cops off of us." he said into the mic. He shifted gears and got farther away from the cops.

[Thaddeus Q. Wolfe]

At least it was night, and there was a aswitch on his dash to turn off all lights. "This ios honna be tough, and no deer better step out in front of me," Paul mutters to himself, cutting power to his lights and pressing the pedal all the way to the carpet. "Don't see me, don't see me, don't see me." he chants to himself.

[Wolfgang]

Wolfgang grabs his CB radio mic and contacts Paul. "Paul there's a golf course 1 mile ahead of us and we can use it to lose the heat." he said, turning off his lights.

[Thaddeus Q. Wolfe]

Paul hears the voice and makes a note of it. He glances at the reciever and grabs it. "*blank* that! I'm not taking this thing off road at 160! I'll see you guys in a few days." Paul slams the reciever down and pushes his car to its limit, the speedometer is burried but the tach is still climbing, his boost gauges are at full and his tank is still almost full. He can go for a while more, just as long as...

theres a flash overhead that fills his cabin as a helicopter flies over head. "I hate cops." He muttered under his breath.

[Wolfgang]

Wolfgang put his mic back on the radio and pushes his car to the limit, the engine roared louder than ever. He saw the golf course coming up and he yanked the wheel to the left, smashing through a wooden fence and onto the course, his mufflers grinded into the grass as the police followed.

[Thaddeus Q. Wolfe]

Paul sighs in relief as the chopper darts left, it went right over him and didn't spot him. "Thank jeezus for black paint." He glances in the rearview, clear of all cars.

[Wolfgang]

Wolfgang looks in his rearview and sees no cars. He eases to a stop and parks his car in a hiding spot so he can pick it up later. He grabs his cell phine and calls one of his crew members. "Hey Jake, get over to the golf course, I need a ride." he said and hung up.

[Thaddeus Q. Wolfe]

paul keeps darting his eyes to his mirrors, no lights, out the window, no lights, mirrors, no lights, a flash of brown and his challenger is upside down.

[Octavia]

"Screw the golf course..." he said into the CB as he turned off his lights and headed for a nearby exit going about 170 into the corner ~ *hold the corner...* he thought to himself as he took the corner squeeling his tires slightly before regaining control of his car...he looked in his rear view..no cops..he looked ahead and approached a hill ahead..he went over only to find one cop car and a racer's worst enemy..a spike strip...he could see the spike strip only because of the flashing lights on the cop cruiser..."Dang..." he said taking quick action swerving into the shoulder to avoid the spike strip only to catch his left rear tire on it..he continued speeding off before the tire went to shreds...he tried keeping control of the car before losing complete control and barral rolling into the ditch and landing on his four wheels..."thank God for rollcages.." he thought before abandoning his car and running ibnto the forested area to lose the cops...he pulled out his phone and called up Tracey "Hey! I need a ride! use the GPS in my car to find me..I'm not too far off from it..." he said hanging up and hiding in the shadows of the trees~