a bunch of my buddies (about 6 of us)and i were out in a really small part of the county, only like 300 people in the town. and one of are friends was havin a party so we all rode are banshees on the trails to his house, got super drunk and realized we couldnt ride home, so one of are friends that we were with, his dad has a house out there so we decided to stay there. but its about 3 miles farther on the highway, no trails to get there. so we all take of just flying hoping we dont see a cop. we also all have toomeys on are bikes so im sure we could be heard for miles. but anyway we are just screaming down the highway 6th gear pinned and sure enough, we passed a car and whips around and red and blue come flying after us. f*ck!! we all just scramble up a gravel road, throwin shit all over, rip over a feild, down a loggin road, and some how end up at the house, hide are bikes in the shop, run in the house, turn off all the lights and keep a look out the window. most intense night ever! sure a memorie though!