I was taking my girlfriend (now wife) home in my ‘88 olds cutlass Ciera w/bench seat and right when we turned into her neighborhood and passed a little walkway 2 or 3 snowballs hit the car. I was like okay, game on, kids. So we went around the block slowly. I told my lady the plan and sure enough they hit us again. What they didn’t know was that she was ready to push the brake pedal and I was ready to jump out and chase them, yelling at the top of my lungs like a madman. Those kids have never run or climbed/fallen over a fence faster than they did that night lol good times.
I didn’t want to catch them as they were just kids having fun but I wanted to have some fun too.
I didn’t want to catch them as they were just kids having fun but I wanted to have some fun too.