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Are we talking ticket or arrest? My worst was 2 days in jail for evading arrest and reckless driving (I wasn't but it took him 15 min to catch me after I stopped for lunch boy was he pissed).. The worst ticket I never got was shortly after that...

I was going home from a club and and I had just been to jail on the preceeding charge a few months earlier. It was 2:30 in the morning and I was headed home to Napa from Concord, Ca.. About a 45 mile haul we typically did in 30 min including stoplights.

I was north bound on Hwy 29 in the fastlane at 95 or so and I came up on a "slower" car. It seemed like I wasn't going around him in a timely manner and he hadn't moved over so I kicked it up to 100-105 and I did start closing on him.... I was about 100 yards away when I realized his trunk had a familar logo.. HIGHWAY PATROL..

Ok.. Thought process... He's got me at 110. I'm pretty much done. I'm going to jail (again) but this time It will be for a week. I will lose my lisense for a year... NO WAY at 21 that would be the end of my social life.

So conclusions... possible solutions. 1). Pull over and go to jail.. 2). Run, A). get away B). dont get away (see item 1).

The guy was in a 1988 5.0 mustang, 0-60 in 6.0 seconds maybe, top speed of 134ish.. I was in a 1966 mustang GT, 302 0-60 in 5.4 or so.. Hmmm.. Pretty slim chance.

Then the Ford gods stepped in.. I was behind this guy all this time. We came up to a light at the Napa airport. He got into the left turn lane. Interesting.. Did he not care we were cruising through his piece of heaven at a buck ten. I know he paced me... He must be moving over to come in behind me.

Solution.. Recalculate.. 3-5 seconds to cross the intersection, 2-3 seconds to turn, 4-5 seconds to check traffic and get back in behind me.. 10 seconds.. 12-13 really... Hmmm.. This guy want's me to run. 13 seconds is a quarter mile....

The light turned green my foot hit the floor. Sure enough, one one-thousand, two one-thousand. I see the red light in the distance. Two miles from the intersection there is a Y where 29 and 221 split and go into Napa. At 1 mile I shut off the lights and drove by streetlight.

I hit that Y at 135+ and I didn't slow down until I was well away taking every back road through town. Needless to say I needed to keep the mustang under wraps a while...

So I was driving my dads 1967 Plymouth Barracuda. He always told me it was fast. I decided to see.. I pulled out of the Shell station and must have not expected the thing to break loose. well it did.. 7" poly glass tires and no posi and this thing is so out of shape, tire smoking... I'm side ways in the intersection of hwy 29 and Trancas, (Napa, Ca)...

Guess who the first car through the intersection was coming the other way.. Yup.. Napa's finest. But that is another story. I will say this. 67 Cuda's have nothing on 66 Mustang GT's. I got away but not by speed.. It was a hell of a week.