Came across a bit of an interesting situation tonight, I went out bombing at this spot I like to chill at, its a tunnel that runs directly under a four lane highway, Teenagers use it as a place to smoke weed and drink mostly but ive been doing art down there and theyve been leaving little notes and shit giving it props so its all chill, I was just trying out some new caps did a few throw ups and some out lines and just headed out, this spot is about two or three miles from my place so i park my car about a block away.
Im at my car and I see this delivery truck just begging to be hit up, its behind this cleaners building, I dip back there and do a quick bomb on it thinking ("Man these new caps sure are great for quick throw ups")
I get out of there and get in my car, i leave the lot, hang a left on the next street and theres a cop parked there, Im playing it cool and shit so I dont think much of it, then he pulls out behind me and follows me im thinking "shit he saw me hit that truck" but he doesnt turn his blues on yet
He follows me for about 2 miles, I turn on my turn signal to pull into my driveway and boom, blues come on. I park the car and get out. He yells "get back in the car sir" and I say "This is my house" and he says "thats fine sir but please get back inside the vehicle"
He comes up to the window and the first thing he says is "so what are you doing out at this hour and where are you coming from?" and I tell him I drove out to macD's for a quick bite He ask me if ive been drinking I say no, he ask if Im carrying anything and I say "no" but under my back seat theres 5 cans on paint and a baseball bat, not to mention a big ass flashlight I use for exploring tunnels. He ask me to step out of my car and he pats me down
By now im thinking "He doesnt know i hit that truck thank god" He eventually (although begrudgingly) lets me go inside but not before he asks me who owns the car I parked next to (its my grandmas) I go inside and lock the doors, I run into the living room and watching him from the window, just sitting there in the drive way for about 5 minutes. Then he pulls out of my driveway and takes off, but I knew he would drive back by, I ran out there and got all my bags and shit quick before he drove past again while I hid behind my trash can
So now im thinking im glad he didnt search my car, but im also thinking "He's gonna know its me as soon as someone reports that truck being hit"
So am I fucked guys? I wore a hood the whole time, I dont think there were any cameras, Im gonna move all my shit out of my house tonight just to be safe Im not gonna quit writing because fuck that shit
But Should I start writing something else once I get back out there or what? also was it in his rights to be in my yard and shit? I thought that was trespassing even if you were a pig?
