On my birth certificate/ liscnece n stuff its Keven but I usually spelled it Kevin cause people are like "so kEeeeeeeeeeevEEEn how are you". Its prounounced Kevin, i dunno what my parents were thinking. I figure, once im taking over the world and stuff and the police try to find a paper trail of me they wont be able to because their is no Kevin Rayne. Then Keven will rule the planet and they wont even know what happened.
Anyways..... My story.
Twas the night before today.... Day was going GREAT. I succesfully pulled my engine BYMYSELF for the first time and then succesfully dumped oil all over the garage floor. Oh I also installed my new brakes and stuff before that too. Then their was a restaurant cleanup at the restaurant I work at and all the server were gonna get drunk and go. So I had a few drinks, cleaned what I had to clean nad had fun. Then the whole staff went Midnight bowling. This was the 2nd time Ive ever went bowling and my previous best was a 72. Last round of bowling I bowled a 112 so I was siked. Then we all went to a restaurant and the food was on my place of work cause they are really nice and all. PLayed some pool and won $25 and basically had fun. THEN 2 of my freinds/coworkerd met up with 2 of my other freinds and we decided to go have some fun. Now, in my town of Jupiter not too much happens unless someone is throwing a house party or something special is going on. If thats not happening well play pool or get a game of poker going or whatever. I know a bunch of people that I have been freinds with forever that do some bigtime drugs and stuff like that. Im not into the whole drug thing and crime stuff so I usually get around it by cars and/or random things. I admit I street race but we do it really safely around here. Either way I still think of it as better then Drugs/Drinking and driving/ other things my other freind are doing. As a disclaimer, I DONT live in a horrible neighborhood/ghetto, its pretty nice around here just kids these days are crazy I gues. SO we leave the restaurant and decide to yoink(steal) some golf carts from a local golf course, drive them around and stuff and thatll be that. Well we get to the golf course open the gate to the golf cart coumppound and steal 5 carts. Were ****ing hauling ass all over the place and ramming each other and ****, it was soooo much fun. I decide I want to jump this hill. Im moving along in my golf cart and then I see headlights....uh oh better turn this puppy around. Hmmmm, flashing lights, not good....**** 4 FRIGGIN COP CARS. Im zipping away(in between hauling ass and swift). Unfortunatly since I had the bright idea to jump this hill i was away from our herd of carts so 2 cops come after me. For some odd reason I thought my lil golf cart(in my defense it was a ranger one so its a lil faster then most) could out run 2 crown vics. Im like turning around trees trying to get away but it was pointless. I finally gave up after about 30 secs of my high speed chase. Now im no man to disrespect the law so from their on out it was no sir, yes sir etc so he didnt even cuff me and i hopped into the back of the vic. So were hauling ass looking for my buddys since I was a diversion for the cops and they had time to get away. They even had a canine unit there. Couldnt find my freinds so off to the police station i go. I sat in a holding cell for a couple hours ( it was 2:30 am when I got there) and they tried to make me say who the other kids were. I said I didnt know 3 of them and 1 of them I only know a lil. After a bunch of them scaring the **** out of me they finally let me go with just a misdeamer instead of the 6 misdeamer/felony charges. Dad came to pick me up, etc etc. Now my family hates me( i think) and all this **** is going on. Stuff like this really gets me down. Oh well I accept whatevers coming to me but I still dont think I did something THAT horrible. Oh well what can you do. Thats my story, hope you enjoyed the book I jsut wrote.
***KEVEN RAYNE INC. IS NOT HELD RESPONSIBLE FOR TYpING/GRAMMER ERRORS, HES TIRED**