Scared the bejesus out of me

In honor of J's cartooning class, a cartoon from life...


driving along, minding my own business, just moved over from the merge lane, going about 60.

yellow motorcycle careens by on the right just as the merge lane ends, removes years from my life.

my knuckles turn a bit more red and my hair starts to frizz bigger as the cop passes on the right in the gravel. at least i saw him in the rear view.

i'm gone, they're gone. police helicopters, however, are now circling.