You were screwed. Completely and utterly screwed.

'Shit shit shit- '

you hiss, eyes flitting to the flashing red and blue lights in your rearview mirror, sirens blaring behind you. The engine roared, pavement a blur beneath your tires - a stupid, spur-of-the-moment decision. You

knew

you were pushing your luck with your late night speeding, fueled by an empty highway and even emptier adrenaline.

And, well, it seems like your little thrill-seeking caught up with you, quite literally, as you hastily pull over on the side of the road. Heart sinking when the police car parks right behind you -

the final nail in your coffin.

You heave out a steadying breath, trying to get your thoughts in order long enough to come up with an even

slightly

believable explanation. Why did you think this was a good idea, again?

Tap! Tap! Tap!

Shit,