So what happened to Jackface? I don't see him.
Always good when we can look back and say we had an interesting ride, with more fun than regrets.
I remember when if a cop saw somebody running, it was likely just assumed he had done something wrong, so they would run him down, then look for what he had done. Ah the "good ol days." Not assuming guilt because of running was one of the first things I learned. Felt stupid when I was called out for it, but it made sense too, so I quit. But as you no doubt recall, there weren't nearly as many joggers on the streets then, so running was assumed to be a reason for assumptions of wrong doing.
Thankfully we've come a long way since then.