one night. We were doing other cars too. Hit a cop point blank and got chased with spotlights and loudspeakers through a cemetery and a manhunt commenced for the next couple of hours with a dozen+ police cars patrolling our neighborhood. We eventually got in to my house and changed clothes and shoes. My dad knew a lot of the cops and vouched for us unknowing that we were the guilty party...almost got in to a fight with one of the more belligerent officers. They were comparing shoe prints on the canal bed we escaped down...good thing we had changed shoes.