#DrivingWhileWhite

When I was a teen…

I tried to out-run a police officer.

It was dark. I dashed down several streets, pulled hard to the curb, cut the lights, and dove under the dash. He found me. Didn’t even ask me to get out of the car.

“Were you just trying to out run me?” he asked.

“I was scared, officer,” I replied. He nodded.

I got a ticket for having a headlight out.

When I was in my early 30s

I flew across four lanes of traffic

in a congested area with dozens of cars around me occupying all lanes. A patrol car was behind me. He flashed his brights at me and made a disapproving face. I waved respectfully. And made my left turn.

When I was in my early forties

I went (way) over the speed limit in an active construction zone

I was pulled over. The officer asked me where I worked. I told him. He let me off with a warning.

THIS MUCH I KNOW IS TRUE

Published by Sonya Schryer Norris

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