The beginning......

As i begin the voyage of blogging I hope to share the stories off Princess and Pops. Princess and Pops have a very unique relationship. Princess is young enough to be one of pops 30 kids (he has a lot but not that many, yeah 7) and Pops is old enough to know Jesus. Pops is a protector and Princess just runs her mouth. All in all Princess and Pops have a great time during the 5 hours we ride together every week. A lot of laughing and cussing.
One night there was a call that there was an actor on the ground (police smack for suspect running from the fuzz) and that the officers were giving chase. Pops, being the protector and driver slammed on the accelorator . They're ultimate goal was to make it to the west side of the apartment complex and set up a perimeter. They made a u turn and began to to go north to the intersection then head west. During the turn Pops yelled, "oh shit!", to Princess' reply, "what?" Pops said, "Brakes are gone" ( keep in mind this is a brand new patrol car 2008ish). We went into a spin, a nice little 180. Princess loved this because that is how her mother drives on a regular basis. Finally Pops and Princess made it to the westside of the complex to set up a perimeter. Princess and Pops both yelled, "What the hell is on fire....my eyes are burning". Pops and Princess both jumped out of the patrol car and Pops yelled to Princess, "hey pop the hood" to which Princess replied (knows about cars she grew up in a mechanic shop just don't know how to fix shit), "Fuck you Pops im not going to a victim of backdraft!" Pops finally popped the hood and no fire. They just killed the brakes. They're eyes were burning the rest of the night.

This is just a peek. Don't be mad because I misspell words because i never proof read what I write. It's impossible and it literally hurts when I do because it I get bored.