In the orange Caddy, Chief clutched the steering wheel, his knuckles white. Joe, however, was sitting back, smiling from ear to ear.

“Go left here, Chief!” 

Chief swung the big Caddy hard to the left and it rolled up on two wheels. “YEEHAAAW!!!” Joe yelled. 

When the car thudded back onto all fours, Joe and Chief were blinded by headlights screaming at them from the other side of the narrow street. Chief slammed on his brakes and came within a foot of colliding head-on.

For a moment, the only sound was the hiss of the Caddy’s overheated engine and the thudding of Chief’s heart in his throat, then the deafening squawk of a megaphone assaulted them. It was coming from the other car. 

“PUT YOUR HANDS UP AND STEP OUT OF THE CAR NOW!”

“Sorry, Chief,” Joe said. “I think we made a wrong turn.” 

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