I had the biggest scare on the way to Psychology this morning: as I was driving on 610 South when I saw a police officer sitting on the side of the road. And it wasn’t just any cop car, it was one of the Camaros. So I naturally checked my speed, and then went on my merry way. Next thing I know, I see the cop whip out of the shoulder in the rear view mirror and head straight towards me. His lights were blinking and I was panicking and . . . he pulled over the person behind me. In hindsight it was actually pretty interesting to watch it happen, almost like something from a nature show. It was a lot like the lions that you see jump out of the grass and pick off a zebra from the pack.