lucky me

A trip down memory lane...
One of the first times that I was driving without my mother or father in the car with me I was taking my twin brother home from school. He was sitting across the backseat with his feet propped up on the seat, lounging as he got his ride home. When we got nearly home, less than a mile, I had a funny idea. I said to Jarred “Hey Jarred! I’m American! I’m British! I’m American! I’m British!” and changed my accent to fit accordingly (my "American" was a hilarious redneck) I was also changing my driving to the side of the road that fit accordingly; therefore I was swerving from one side of the road to the other, repeatedly. Like I said, it was one of the first times that we were driving and I realize now how incredibly stupid this was, but at the time, it was very funny to me. Fortunately, for myself and others, I was able to see that there were no cars coming toward me on the road; unfortunately I was not able to see the cop car pointing his radar at passing cars up ahead off one of the side streets. He pulled me over. As I was sitting there waiting for him to approach the car I started to cry uncontrollably. I knew how much trouble I would be in, not as much from the police as from my parents. I couldn’t calm down because I knew how stupid I had been to think I wouldn’t get caught or get in trouble. Jarred was sitting in the back, calm as ever telling me to just calm down. The officer processed my license, came back to the car and told me that was only going to give me a warning, to which I started thanking him uncontrollably. And of course he made me promise that I would never do that again, and of course I said yes.
There isn’t a time, even now, that I don’t think this idea is funny, changing lanes according to my accent; and the fact that I only got a warning is priceless.