P-Units, II: Street Action

I am a girl who rides her bike around town in her flip flops. Innocent enough, right?

So it's beyond me why the cops felt like chasing me in the middle of the night.

Ok... I was in what are essentially my pyjamas, wearing a funny-looking backpack and trying to balance a huge garment bag containing a suit. Is that suspicious?

Sirens were approaching. They neared as I turned onto a darkened street. I sped up. They sped up! I whipped through the curves, trying not to lose my suit. They were onto me. I turned into my parents' driveway. They followed, screeching to a halt. I was caught like a deer in high-beam headlights.

They shook their heads and backed out.

Never a dull moment!