Alright so its sunday Morning, I hear the phone ring... Wake up in the weirdest position ever... I don't even know how I was able to flex my body in such a way but anyway.
It's a constable from York Regional Police, I live in Toronto Region. First thing on my mind is I'm going to jail, my life is over Some bigger black guy is going to make me his bitch, but he soon explains I'm not in any trouble.
Apparantly the 5 series that I had sold was used in some criminal activity in the past month. I got rid of it in early January, scraped it.... so I thought.
Officer tells me the title was still signed over to me and basically wants me to meet with him to give him some information that could help him with his case.
anybody ever had something like this happen to them... right now whats going through my mind is if I could probably get the car back.
It's a constable from York Regional Police, I live in Toronto Region. First thing on my mind is I'm going to jail, my life is over Some bigger black guy is going to make me his bitch, but he soon explains I'm not in any trouble.
Apparantly the 5 series that I had sold was used in some criminal activity in the past month. I got rid of it in early January, scraped it.... so I thought.
Officer tells me the title was still signed over to me and basically wants me to meet with him to give him some information that could help him with his case.
anybody ever had something like this happen to them... right now whats going through my mind is if I could probably get the car back.
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. Anyway asked me a gang of questions talked a little bit about my new BMW. I even got to see the morning ritual in which the sergent inspects all the officers uniforms and they march.
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