Doghouse

The Chase...

Well it was not much of a chase except for the fact that hardly anyone was on the road.

That was why it was unusual that the Mitchells barreling down Ygnasio did not realize they had made us until after they saw "The Brick".

It was called "The Brick" because it was primer red and more bondo than steel. Even the engine was half bondo and needed sanding and a nice coat of paint.

Nevertheless, we made it to Walnut Creek before the Mitchells and the Landrover. Scott is a notorius wuss when it comes to making an illegal u-turn...which meant he had to drive another 4 miles (nearly to Clayton) to turn around legally.

By then we had made it to the parking lot in Walnut Creek.

It was high up and a triangular lot that gave us a view. So we got to watch the Mitchell Brops circle us for 30 minutes.

Vrooom....vroom....vroom...they just circled us but never looked up.
We had breakfast in Pleasant Hill at the Denny's and everyone at the table felt safe and secure not realizing that they were doomed.

posted by Obi-Mac BakDon @ 5:36 PM