4 Cop cars, 2 detectives and an exhaust.
I was eagerly anticipating today as my truck’s exhaust had been hanging off for the past few weeks, held together with velcro and a prayer. It emitted an impressive sound, reminiscent of a souped-up Civic, thanks to the missing silencer. Driving through the roundabouts, I noticed two smartly dressed men in colorful ties right behind me, appearing more like detectives than mourners. Before I could…
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