This afternoon,<br /><br />I'm rideing my bike to a friends house, a car pulls up next to me, a guy in the back seat says,<br /><br />"What's your name?" I said, "My name is Bill"<br />He replys "don't F'en lie to me" I start to ride faster the car speeds up and pulls up to me again, he says "get the F en car" I reply "F you" <br />He yells very loud now "GET IN THE CAR"<br />I say "go F' yourself faggot"<br /><br />I keep looking to get is plate number, I keep saying it in my head, over and over. Then I see a bunch a landscapers mowing grass, I started to ride as fast as I could to them.<br /><br />When the three men in the car saw what I was doing then went the other way, FAST.<br /><br />I pulled out my cell phone a called 911, I get the Mass state police, I told them my story and the street I was on, then they put my to the Burlington police, I again told them my story, by the time they asked me for the plate number I could only give then the first letter and the last number, I was so pissed at myself.<br /><br />They told me to go home, and they sent a car to my house. I talked with the cop and he asked my a ton of questions. I was able to give him the year and make of the car, and what the dirt bag looked like.But not plate number. <br /><br />The cop told me I did the right think but I should not have swear back at them, he said it often pushs them to do something that was not planned.<br /><br />I was not really scaired, just pissed. It messed up my whole afternoon.
