Here's mine, not the greatest, but we couldn't stop laughing for days:
Friday night rolls around. Me and a friend make our weekly run to 7-11 on the other side of town to cruise. We come back, after not seeing anything cool. We come back, and another friend has showed up. We decide to give it another go and we all go to 7-11 again. My friend wanted to drive my car since he doesn't get to drive manuals. While the other guy runs in to get his slurpee, we switch drivers, and I'm in the drivers seat again. A black Stratus pulls up, sitting on chrome, heavily tinted. Three or four skinny white guys come out, their faces covered in acne, wearing big black coats, and letting their ice hang out. Now my Honda was a pretty ricey car. The
lights were the blueish 'ultra white' stuff, and i had clear corners. The worst part was I had spinners. Me and my friend were banging the system. So these kids are staring at my car the whole time my other friend is getting his drink. He comes back. I rev the engine and whip out of the parking spot. I look over to the other side of the car, and BAM, a cop is staring me dead in the eyes. Incredibly awkward. I have to pull the ebrake and let the car sit there for a few seconds while I fall over on the steering wheel laughing, the cop is still watching. I regain my attention, and slowly leave. The cop never cared about us, I think he was after those kids.
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