For some reason, now forgotten, we decided to visit Niagara Falls one summer day. I drove to Dave's apartment on Massachusetts Avenue in Colonie because his car was not that roadworthy. We left early in the morning and spent the day doing all the touristy things available on both sides of the Falls. At some point we realized we had to hurry home because I had to know if David Janssen's Richard Kimble would catch up with the one-armed man before Lt. Gerard caught up with him.
We were hurrying. Dave was driving and soon after we left the highway and turned onto Route 5(?) to Mass. Ave., Dave, looking in the rear-view mirror, said the cops were following our car. He knew that drill. We were definitely speeding, but what most likely saved us was that we were in the inside lane, there was lots of traffic, it was dark , and Dave changed lanes. The cop had not flashed his lights because he couldn't have pulled us over from the inside lane, I suppose, and eventually he lost sight of our car.
So we got to Dave's apartment just barely in time to see justice served and the actual killer brought to justice. And then I drove home.
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