Well, there I was, just cruising along, enjoying the sunshine, and minding my own business....I passed several slow moving vehicles, with Mark right behind me, and POOF this Florence LEO pops up in the midst and lights up Mark. I toddle on into Florence, pull into a gas station to wait for Scottie and Mark, and lo and behold, the two cruisers I'd seen heading the other direction, all lit up, came in to oggle the car. Eventually the Seargent, who'd lit up Mark, came rolling in, a bit distraught. I received a tongue lashing and was sent on my way. Needless to say, our trip on out of Florence was "reserved".
Just shows to goya, living the pious, foot of the cross, celebate life, pure as the driven snow, has its advantages
