This week's blog is about a very lucky girl, whose mom hated to drive!
Phoebe was 16 when her older brother, Jim, restored a dark green 1966 Mustang. He gave the Mustang to their mom as a gift. Phoebe's mom was born and raised in Ireland, she didn't learn how to drive until she was well into her 30's and really didn't like driving anyway. This was great news for her daughter, Phoebe. It didn't get much better than to cruise around Royal Oak behind the wheel of a classic Mustang!
One Friday night, after the Kimball High School football game, Phoebe found herself cruising down 13 Mile, heading towards Woodward. While she was stopped at a light, a souped up Camaro pulled up along side her. One glance over at the driver and she knew a race was about to ensue! Green light! Tires squealing, smoke coming out from behind, both cars lurch forward! The race is even for a block or so, suddenly, Phoebe sees the Camaro decelerate and turn into a side street. "Hah, I won!" she thought to herself.
Red flashing lights illuminated the Mustang's white interior. A short "blip,blip" siren began to sound behind her. "Great, my mom's gonna kill me"she thought as she pulled over to the side of the road.
"License and registration" the police officer barked. While Phoebe fumbled through her wallet, she was suddenly frozen, her cheeks began to radiate heat, "Oh no, I forgot to change my license back" she thought.
She had been in Florida for spring break the week before and had slipped one of her friends at school some money to "fix" her license so it appeared as if she was old enough to get into the bars in Daytona Beach.
With her back still facing the policeman, she had quickly licked a finger and began frantically rubbing her driver's license. Nothing worked, no matter how hard she rubbed.
Tiny sweat beads formed on her upper lip. Phoebe reluctantly handed over her paperwork to the officer. When she looked up at him, she realized Officer Pinto was one of her best friend's fathers! He knew her very well and he knew she was NOT 18 years old (the legal drinking age in 1982). She knew she was in HUGE trouble.
Officer Pinto stepped back to his squad car for what seemed like forever. She saw him approaching in her rear view mirror. He handed her two tickets; one for going 15 mph over the speed limit and one for a false ID.
In the weeks that followed, she somehow managed to keep all of what took place from her parents. She had to go in front of a judge who suspended her drivers license for a year and fined her $500 (which she had to beg her brother to loan her).
Her mom's '66' Mustang didn't get much time on the road that year, but once Phoebe got back behind the wheel, she made up for lost time by cruising up and down Woodward Avenue. She spent most Friday and Saturday nights hanging out with her friends in the parking lot at 13 and Woodward.
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