*chime*

the officer was above me with a flash light
"son, are you okay?"

i sat up and saw the parked cruiser with lights flashing
there was grass in my mouth.

the paramedics showed up and looked me over
saw that i wasn't broken and was rapidly sobering

1 1/2 miles back to my appartment with an official escort
ten feet back and 5 to my left, lights on, the spot shining the road infront of me.

i've never ridden straighter.
good times. good time.

ahh yess, its a pirate's life for me!