the other day, my buddy and I went to our usual spot, a scenic lookout at the top of a bluff in our area. it's a bit of a hike to get there, but it's always deserted because we go so late, and we can get a killer view of the city lights at night.

We smoke and while chillin on the cliff face, we start getting swarmed by fucking bats. so we're sort of sketched out, and just decide to head back even though we're still pretty baked. well the walk back is long and tiring, and everywhere we turn, it looks like somebody's waiting to pop out and jump us. we get to the car and i get in, but before i can turn on my ignition, my friend yells DUDE BOLT!

I see the reflection of blue lights off a house to our left. I immediately haul ass out of there. It turned out they were bikers riding the trails at like 130 am. My friend has to suggest some scenarios like, maybe they were bike cops and are going to radio a squad car to pull you over. I disregard his comment, but still get wicked scared driving past 3 or 4 parked squad cars we encounter radaring high traffic roads.

they literally appeared out of thin air.
greenhorizon Reviewed by greenhorizon on . Avoiding the cops/Not getting caught stories I am the only one here that has never got caught from the cops in my 4+ year smoking experience. I have had many close calls but nothing i couldnt run away from (i am over 225 lbs). I dont understand (other then getting pulled over) how so many of you cant just run from the cops. Anyways......Story time.. I was at the beach last week with a couple of my mates getting ready to smoke our second bowl of some KB's when my friend says he saw a light on the way other end of the beach. I put my Rating: 5