I was hanging out at friend's house when my mom texts me to inform me that my girlfriend is on her way back from college to surprise me. Extremely happy but shocked because my girlfriend hated this dude, so I prefer not to tell her that I was at this friend's place and had recently told her I was home. I call my mom to ask when will she be home? She said "anytime now" and I freaked out. I run out of this friend's house without informing him that I am leaving. I jump in the car and start flying home on a road I should definitely not be flying on. As God fated, I pass a cop and see him hit his brakes in my rearview. I instinctively floor it over the hill, pull into a parking lot, and cut my lights off (nighttime). Few seconds pass and I see him fly by with his wee-woos on. With no time to spare I pull back out soon after and finish flying home. Run inside, jerk my clothes off, lay on the couch, turn on the tv, and she knocks on the door not 5 seconds later. Mission Accomplished? Not yet, as soon as she enters, mom asks me "When did you come home?