Wayne Nash recalls recent antics and reveals a penchant for getting into trouble.
As soon as I stopped, I jumped out of the truck and headed back toward the cop. This freaked him out pretty good and he jumped out behind his door with his hand on his gun. I stopped at the front of his car and said, “I know I was speeding, but there's a reason!” “Let's hear it,” he said. “I was eating at the cafe when that little ol' lady in that Lincoln left without paying,” I said. “The girls asked me to get her license number!” “What Lincoln?” he asked. “Right there, going around the curve,” I pointed. I figured that with Lottie driving like the Little Old Lady from Pasadena, he'd never catch her. He told me, “Wait right here.” Yah, right. He raced off and I turned around and headed home another way. I figured Lottie and I would have a pretty good laugh over supper.