two truths and a lie

A friend and I hitch-hiked from Virginia Beach to Philadelphia to see my teammate compete in the Independence Day regatta.

I got locked out of a gate once and had no choice but to climb the fence in my skirt and heels, I got caught at the top of the fence on the spokes causing a nasty rip in my skirt as well as getting cut on my thigh... I still have the scar.

The last time I was pulled over for speeding, I took a picture of the cop. When I went to court I gave him a copy to try and get out of the ticket... I still had to pay.