The 2 lane highway

On St. Patty's day, John graciously agreed to take Gary's truck about an hour from work to pick up a queen size headboard and frame I bought for Ashlyn's room off Craigslist. It was in a small town ten minutes from Kearney where we used to live. So he picked up the bed and was driving back to town on a 2 lane highway. He saw a police car coming toward him very fast (I think with his lights on) so he slowed down and pulled to the side of the road for him to pass quickly and uninterrupted from his truck. He didn't actually stop, but slowed down and drove on the side of the road a little. The police car immediately after passing John, stopped and turned around behind him. Then he pulled him over. John wasn't sure why he stopped going quickly to his important destination to pull him over. When the state trooper came to his window and asked for his license and registration, he discovered why. He thought he was drinking too much green beer and was driving off the road when he passed him. Ha! I guess in small towns like Lawson you don't pull off the road for police cars. Anyway, he had to sit in the car and everything and once it was clear he wasn't taking his lunch break at a Lawson Irish Pub, he could go on his way. I wondered why he hadn't called after he got the bed - uh, he was in a state troopers car. Thankfully, he made it back home safe with bed in stow, and no DUIs on his record :)