Go to the Park Where You and Christine Hangout

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You drive through a neighborhood to try to shave some time off of your journey to the park. You blow through a stop sign without even tapping your brakes and immediately see blue lights flashing behind you. You know the right thing to do is to stop, but you've put so much effort into that gum collection. You can't bear to be away from it any longer so you slam the gas pedal to the floor. 

Your knuckles turn white as your fingers appear to be attempting to crush the steering wheel into a diamond. The cop speeds up and stays right behind you as you weave through the streets of the residential area, narrowly avoiding mailboxes and elderly women walking their dogs and husbands. Before you can go to the park, you have to lose the cop so you can search for clues in peace. In an attempt to elude the police officer, you work your way back to the main highway where you are able to build up more speed. 

The original police officer is soon joined by two others as you blaze across overpasses and in between minivans and moving trucks. Realizing that getting on the highway was a terrible idea as the officers can very easily stay with you, you pull off an exit and begin to drive through the parking lots of various restaurants and abandoned video rental stores. 

As you round the corner of a Waffle House, you hit a parking block which causes your car to become unbalanced and start rolling end over end. As you're tumbling along the road, your entire life flashes before your eyes. Your first steps, your kindergarten graduation, the day you were fired from KFC for making cracks about the tenderness of the chickens' breasts. Eventually, your car comes to a stop upside down in the middle of an empty lot. You are quickly surrounded by police officers with their guns pointed at you. You hear one of them call for an ambulance just before you blackout. 

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