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We sat around drinking coffee and swapping lies until the night grew a little deeper. Sandwich and Cuzin Craig found out they were neighbors which had Cuz perplexed as to why Sandwich was in New London County when he lives up in the country usually associated with Windham. Sandwich explained that he just moved up there from New London County. Looks like Cuz may be trying to recruit from inside the Club.
After a while the two of them decided to head out, I decided to tag along. With everyone else at Dunkin having been spawned on the western side of the Thames I wouldn't be riding with any of them anyway. Cuz lead us up 32 to 2A. We headed up the ramp and as we hit the top they moved left into the lane, I swung the bike further left and opted for the high speed lane, or "passing" lane. I decided at this point I would exercise my right and do as the lane suggested, I passed them. Since it is also known as the "high speed lane", I decided to check it's accuracy, I dropped the hammer. Charlene responded beautifully, that low throaty roar as she took off, as I passed the last double digit number divisible by 10 on the speed o meter before hitting triple digits, someone must have decided that the highway should be more festive, because all of a sudden, behind me, someone turned on teh Christmas lights. Now holiday lighting can be very beautiful and fill one with joy, but when they are in your rear view mirror and you are about to crest that mark on the gauge that sports three digits, Joy is not what fills your heart,
This is the point where you actually get that sinking feeling, an...aw crap feeling.
But, the Christmas pageant wasn't moving left...
It was staying in the right lane,
It was actually heading for the off ramp,
So I am happy to say, the festive feeling of the occasion returned to me with the Religious fervor of the most joyous of holidays.
Either the officer was going after someone else... or
Could it be...
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