Geez, don't check my mail for a few days and I got odeck talking trash. Never heard of Oklahoma City Police but my guess is they can't contain me. Never could catch me when I was driving the Aspen. My cousin and I would get into fistfights in bars, slide across the hood, and off we went with a trunkfull of shine while he shot flaming arrows from the passenger window. Those were the days. Speaking of Arrows, I will soon be the proud owner of a 1980 Plymouth Arrow pickup. Got tired of projects, so I ditched the Chevy crew cab in leiu of going green. I'll find out what kind of work it needs soon and I'll be cruisin'.