Today it happened again. As I passed the police car, I noticed some commotion and an outbreak of something that looked like panic among the two police officers. In the rearview mirror, I saw the police car swerve and brake so fast that I almost thought it was going to flip over. I realised at once it was me they had spotted. But it did not create panic or a high pulse. Not because I am a cool-headed person, but simply because this had happened so many times now that it was almost expected whenever I saw a police car. I calmly drove on, turned into a side street, and parked. I had just got out of the car when the police came around the corner with screeching tires and flashing blue lights. They stopped when they spotted my car and me. I calmly walked towards them with my vehicle and driver’s license ready. They seemed a little taken aback when I said, a little mockingly, that it was probably good that they didn’t work undercover with reconnaissance. Apparently, they don’t teach irony and humor at the police academy. What are you wondering about today, I continued. One policeman was looking something up on a screen while the other was studying my papers.
Then came the same questions that they had asked me several times before. Is this your car? How long have you owned it? Where is it parked at night? Does anyone else have keys to it? Have you been in contact with the police before? When asked about defining contact and whether this meeting was contact – they both checked the computer system intensively, but didn´t answer. I asked if the police had much to do these days and how long they have been policing, why they keep hunting my car and, last but not least, what is my car guilty of according to the records. The only thing I got out of them was that “there was something in the records”…. I ended up wondering if the police might want to buy my car since they were so interested in it. It might be a good idea to sell it – was the only answer I got before they drove off….
So, if any of you spot my old Mercedes out on its own in the dead of night – please leave him be. He is old enough to be out on his own.
Billy Bronco is telling you 