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I am driving my friends '99 Lexus LS 430 at about 10:30 at night on a weekend with him riding shotgun. For those not familiar with the car, it ranks in close to Benz E-430 territory. So as we cruise around looking for some good races, we come upon an F-Body with dual exhaust. A Formula? Trans AM? LS-1 'Maro. Nay, only a base Firebird. My same friend has a V6 Mustang with dualies and this sounded quite similar. It didn't have the low V8 gurgle so that got us suspicious. It was also plastered with stickers on the front of either door panel. Stickers that wouldn't normally be on any car. Much less a domestic. Momo, K&N, other indeciferables, maybe even a local speed shop sticker. Quite an odd car.
We try and antagonize the guy to race us but he just doesn't seem to give in. Finally we have a little go at it from about 30 mph. The V8 Lexus obeys smoothly and we jog by him. We both are flying down the road now at speeds in excess of 100mph. "ALRIGHT!!!" My and my buddy say as it appears we are both going to catch a red light.
The Firebird pulls up next to us at the light: middle aged guy, backwards hat, glasses, MOMO shoulder pad...seems quite jovial. "You ready??" I yell from the drivers side. "Am I ready...I really shouldn't be racin' you guys tonight."
Ok now me and my friend are both thinking, what, one more ticket and your license is revoked, or your driving on a suspended license right now?...."Why not?"
"I really shouldn't be racing you guys, I'm still on duty." At that moment he proceeds to show us the Police Dept. crest on the left breast of his black muscle T shirt. "Have a good night gentlemen." Green light, he rolls away, leaving us stopped at the intersection...

We try and antagonize the guy to race us but he just doesn't seem to give in. Finally we have a little go at it from about 30 mph. The V8 Lexus obeys smoothly and we jog by him. We both are flying down the road now at speeds in excess of 100mph. "ALRIGHT!!!" My and my buddy say as it appears we are both going to catch a red light.
The Firebird pulls up next to us at the light: middle aged guy, backwards hat, glasses, MOMO shoulder pad...seems quite jovial. "You ready??" I yell from the drivers side. "Am I ready...I really shouldn't be racin' you guys tonight."
Ok now me and my friend are both thinking, what, one more ticket and your license is revoked, or your driving on a suspended license right now?...."Why not?"
"I really shouldn't be racing you guys, I'm still on duty." At that moment he proceeds to show us the Police Dept. crest on the left breast of his black muscle T shirt. "Have a good night gentlemen." Green light, he rolls away, leaving us stopped at the intersection...