Personal Narrative-Racism

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Well, as I was at a stoplight, next to me was a King Ranch truck with some guys in there revving at me, giving me that eye contact to race. I didn’t want to race at all that night because the cops were out. So I looked back at them and revved my car also. I was waiting for the light to turn green as I rose my rpm’s higher. Once the green light went, I squealed my tires, the engine roared. As I took off, a police officer turned its lights on me. That was the same cop I saw a few minutes before, like I let the cop pass and waited until I couldn't see it anymore. I guess I caught up to the cop on the quicks without knowing I did. Anyways, as I looked back it was me on the far left lane, the truck in the middle lane, and the cop was right next

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