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I went to the tire store to see my friend Marty who is the manager, turns out he left early. So the guys who work there are like, "So this is the Ferrari we've all heard about?" And we talk and drool over it for awhile and then I ended up giving them all a ride in it. Now I am usually a mild driver but occasionally I'll drive it in a spirited manner and when I've got a passenger who has never been in a Ferrari I might open it up a bit. So anyway, I'm taking these guys out for a ride, one at a time and blasting up and down the road. 4 times I make the trip. Then I say all my goodbyes and just go home. Well I get home and realize I still wanted to talk to Marty so I called down there to get his home phone number and the asst. manager, Matt, answers and I say, "This is Pete, the guy with the Ferrari." and he is like, "Are you ok?" I'm kind of stunned and I'm like, "Yeah, I'm fine. Why?" He said, "Because the police showed up after you left and they were looking for the guy in the red Ferrari. We pointed in the opposite direction and said he went that way." So I was like, "Yeah, I'm fine, I'm home and the Ferrari is in the garage."
So I'll be taking it easy for awhile, here I am in my 40's and I've got the police out looking for me like I'm a teenager. Gee, brings back the old days.
So I'll be taking it easy for awhile, here I am in my 40's and I've got the police out looking for me like I'm a teenager. Gee, brings back the old days.