got chase a few times, but nothing ever happened, always got out, but this once, i was painting on a train with three other friends, drinking smoking chillin, and when we're done painting, we walk back to get our bikes and this cop shows up, I was on probation at the time, I had no rights to drink and i couldn't have paint with me.
So the cop tells us to stop, damn i freeze on the spot, look at my friends, and start runnin like a mother-fucker. my friend lost one of his shoe and his hat while running, anyways, we run and hide through backyards and one guy saw us four passin through his yard and was fucking mad, then all the neighbors looked at us and shit,then, there is a cop car looking for us, so we duck, run more, we finally make it to one of the guys car, we got lucky one of us had one, we get the fuck away from this place, smoke a joint, and come back one hour later to get the bikes, and the shoe, sadly the hat wasn't there anymore.
pretty funny chase, but that chase made me stop smoking for real! felt like my lungs were filled with blood.