She quickly handed over her license & registration

She quickly handed over her license & registration as the officer spoke sternly, "Tracy... Ahem, Ms. Chapman are you aware of how fast you were driving?"

I'm sorry officer. I just had this song playing and got carried away. You gonna give me a ticket?" "Give me reason not to, and I'll turn that back around, Ms. Chapman".

"You see, my friend here has a fast car and I've got a plan to get out of here. So we made a deal and yeah..". Said Ms. Chapman. "Ok then." Said the officer, "I'll let you off thi

this time." Ms. Chapman sighed in relief. She thanked the officer and drove off, but then laughed and showed him her middle finger.

It was long and slender, and she had a cute freckle on her knuckle. Ms Chapman made a scrunchy face as she waved it enthusiastically at the officer in the rear view mirror. The cop

had since the one this morning at the high school. Which is another way of saying, high speed chases weren't such a rarity in our town. The one difference: Ms. Chapman was driving.

Ms. Chapman driving in a high speed chase was peculiar, as she often complained about how fast buses moved these days. Not to mention, she was totally blind in both eyes since the

time she inadvertently stumbled into a dressing room at Victoria's Secret where Mrs. Bullock was trying on bras. Despite her blindness, Ms. Chapman steered the speeding car along

she didn't care about the noise of the car, not the voices of the croud, she rushed in the window and crassed in the shop. No need for underwear dear, she cried bursting in laughs.