I was young and stupid once (20 years old). I was in my buddy's '79 Firebird Trans Am racing on the highway with a Corvette. It was 1982, and we were racing on I-30 in Fort Worth around 2 a.m, no traffic whatsoever back then. The speed limit was 55 mph. After topping a slight hill (not too many hills in Fort Worth), I spotted the police officer on the shoulder. Within 2 miles two squad cars entered the highway and I shut it down and pulled over, the Corvette guy kept going. The officer said I was clocked at 135 mph. I was written 3 tickets, speeding, illegal lane change without signalling, and following another vehicle too closely (I was drafting on the vette) Needless to say, was arrested, taken to the Tarrent County Jail, my shoe laces were taken away, and I had to wear the county jumpsuit (orange just isn't my color). My buddy's Trans Am was impounded (boy was he pissed). What happened to the vette guy you ask? Well, he showed up in the county jail about an hour after me. What I really didn't expect (I don't know why I never thought about it), is that we were put in jail right along with the theives, murderers, rapests, and druggies. WOW! What an eye opener for me. The Vette guy (Joey Smikas) and I became really good buddies that night, covering each others backs. The next morning we were taken in front of the Judge, and bail was set. Well I didn't have enough for bail ($150) so I was going back in. Luckilly for me Joey spoke up to the judge and posted my bail as well. After paying Joey back the bail money, I had to pay the impound yard $100 for them to release the vehicle, and I had to pay another $250 to a body shop to fix the damages the tow truck caused while impounding the Trans Am. I hired a lawyer to defend me for the traffic tickets at $25 each ($75) and luckilly for me he was a good one. The lawyer kept delaying the trial until the day the officer didn't show for court, and got all 3 tickets dismissed.