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My dad would pull them over to let them know they weren't on in the night...god forbid a cop pull through a red light and go get some dinner...my dad would have their field officer / supervisor out there to chastise them...my dad actually kicked a deputy sheriff in the nuts in Arkansas after he scraped the hood of his new Chrysler with his flashlight...no joke. Sheriff showed up and said..."boy if you know what's good for you, you'll get out of town."
so we hightailed it to the hotel we were staying across the state line in Missouri.
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