The marijuana rush

The marijuana rush

Quen­trel J. John­son glanced over the dash­board and under the con­sole of his Fiat Uno for a place to stash his mar­i­juana. The police offi­cer was com­ing at him from the driver’s side, head on. There was no time. Quen­trel stuffed the mar­i­juana into his mouth and started to chew whilst stuff­ing the empty bag of the mar­i­juana in his crutch. He gave the offi­cer that grin of his and tried not to show his teeth. The offi­cer gave him a dif­fer­ent look back and shone his torch into Quentrel’s face, say­ing, “You know you’re dri­ving with­out your head­lights on?”

By Vin­cent Holland

Inspired by the case of Quen­trel J. John­son — http://​omaha​.com

Quentrel J. Johnson glanced over the dashboard and under the console of his Fiat Uno for a place to stash his marijuana. The police officer was coming at him from the driver’s side, head on. There was no time. Quentrel stuffed the marijuana into his mouth and started to chew whilst stuffing the empty bag of the marijuana in his crutch. He gave the officer that grin of his and tried not to show his teeth. The officer gave him a different look back and shone his torch into Quentrel’s face, saying, “You know you’re driving without your headlights on?”

By Vincent Holland

Inspired by the case of Quentrel J. Johnson – http://omaha.com