Sonora Rebel
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I'm draggin' the trash can down my driveway (about 130') 'n I hear a helicopter. This one's low... and near. So I look around 'n here's this light colored chopper with a light on the center of the fuselage. It's gettin' on around 6PM or so. THEN... here comes this white pick-up with a white camper shell like a bat outta hell headin' in my direction (south) much faster than anything should be on this lumpy dirt road... 'like around 50mph... bouncin' like a pogo stick 'n kickin' up this huge dust cloud in it's wake. I've got the Makarov on my hip as he goes flyin' by... I see the camper shell is the type with a vertical door on the back... 'n it's sprung open 'n flappin' in the breeze when he hit these ruts. So... chopper/truck... I make the connection. This dude's runnin'. 'Couldn't tell why 'til the dust cleared. He's a drug runner... 'n two 25-30 lb bales of marihoochie (I smelled it) have bounced out the back of the truck 'n landed in the road. They're all wrapped up'n about 140' apart. This trucks long gone... 'cept for the dust cloud. he's either gonna haf'ta double back... or go east 'cause there's no way else out from that direction. I go out 'nbring these bales back to my gate... 'went in the house... exchanged the Mak for my 1911 'n picked up my shorty Remmie 870 12 ga on the way out the door. 'Told the wife-poo to call 911 'cause I got a load a dope in the driveway that just 'fell off the truck'. She does that... 'n unknown to me breaks out her .40... jacks the slide'n keeps an eye on the back of the ranch in the event whoever owns it may came that way. I slip the tac sling over my neck with the shotgun hangin' off my back (18.25" barrel) 'n keep an eye out to the south in case this yahoo comes back for his dope. My sis-in-law calls her daughter... 'n asks what marahoochie is goin' for in Chicago? She sez... (after some delay) 'About $120. per half pound. I s'pose that's a 'lid'... but I been outt'a the police racket for awhile. So... I'm sittin' on $28,800. worth of Marijuana waitin' for either the runner to return... or a Deputy. Deputy comes first. 'Tell's me the truck lost a wheel... 'n the driver bailed but they caught him. (Yay!) 'Took about 2 hours for the Deputy to arrive.(they're sparse out here)
Now... here's the difference between HERE... 'n some other places. Nuthin's said about my shootin' irons... 'neither of 'em. I told the DeputyI got the shotgun out in case the guy came back... 'n glad I didn't have to use it. He said: "Yeah... me too." End of story. Now... given that response time... ('cause a lot of 'em were involved in the chase I s'pose) is it any wonder why people should be armed? 'Bout 4 hours later... two more Pima Deputies show up inna Durango. These are tactical's from the way they're dressed. This 'huge' dude sez: "We hear you might have some presents for us?" 'Told him another Deputy already recovered the stuff. I'm still heeled with the 1911... Again... no comment about the pistol. 'Tell's me the 'runner' was American tho... 'n they finally got him. Dunno where this event began... but I didn't ask either. They were retracin' his route to see what else might'a fell out.
I'm draggin' the trash can down my driveway (about 130') 'n I hear a helicopter. This one's low... and near. So I look around 'n here's this light colored chopper with a light on the center of the fuselage. It's gettin' on around 6PM or so. THEN... here comes this white pick-up with a white camper shell like a bat outta hell headin' in my direction (south) much faster than anything should be on this lumpy dirt road... 'like around 50mph... bouncin' like a pogo stick 'n kickin' up this huge dust cloud in it's wake. I've got the Makarov on my hip as he goes flyin' by... I see the camper shell is the type with a vertical door on the back... 'n it's sprung open 'n flappin' in the breeze when he hit these ruts. So... chopper/truck... I make the connection. This dude's runnin'. 'Couldn't tell why 'til the dust cleared. He's a drug runner... 'n two 25-30 lb bales of marihoochie (I smelled it) have bounced out the back of the truck 'n landed in the road. They're all wrapped up'n about 140' apart. This trucks long gone... 'cept for the dust cloud. he's either gonna haf'ta double back... or go east 'cause there's no way else out from that direction. I go out 'nbring these bales back to my gate... 'went in the house... exchanged the Mak for my 1911 'n picked up my shorty Remmie 870 12 ga on the way out the door. 'Told the wife-poo to call 911 'cause I got a load a dope in the driveway that just 'fell off the truck'. She does that... 'n unknown to me breaks out her .40... jacks the slide'n keeps an eye on the back of the ranch in the event whoever owns it may came that way. I slip the tac sling over my neck with the shotgun hangin' off my back (18.25" barrel) 'n keep an eye out to the south in case this yahoo comes back for his dope. My sis-in-law calls her daughter... 'n asks what marahoochie is goin' for in Chicago? She sez... (after some delay) 'About $120. per half pound. I s'pose that's a 'lid'... but I been outt'a the police racket for awhile. So... I'm sittin' on $28,800. worth of Marijuana waitin' for either the runner to return... or a Deputy. Deputy comes first. 'Tell's me the truck lost a wheel... 'n the driver bailed but they caught him. (Yay!) 'Took about 2 hours for the Deputy to arrive.(they're sparse out here)
Now... here's the difference between HERE... 'n some other places. Nuthin's said about my shootin' irons... 'neither of 'em. I told the DeputyI got the shotgun out in case the guy came back... 'n glad I didn't have to use it. He said: "Yeah... me too." End of story. Now... given that response time... ('cause a lot of 'em were involved in the chase I s'pose) is it any wonder why people should be armed? 'Bout 4 hours later... two more Pima Deputies show up inna Durango. These are tactical's from the way they're dressed. This 'huge' dude sez: "We hear you might have some presents for us?" 'Told him another Deputy already recovered the stuff. I'm still heeled with the 1911... Again... no comment about the pistol. 'Tell's me the 'runner' was American tho... 'n they finally got him. Dunno where this event began... but I didn't ask either. They were retracin' his route to see what else might'a fell out.