Caught!

Well, we got busted. It's like this: We have a naughty little practice of racing people to/from church. We don't do it every Sunday. We hardly ever see anyone on our way to church that make good racing candidates. But yesterday as we pulled out of the parking lot our neighbor's white suburban pulled out behind us. John commented that it was too bad Robert wasn't driving because we'd raced him before. I said I certainly wouldn't rule Arlene out.
Well, as we pulled up to the stop sign at Upjohn and China Lake, we looked over and there she was, a wicked grin on her face, a lead foot on the pedal. We're off! That's when I saw them. The Cannon's watching the whole thing! We put on a good show but alas, we were forced to slow down so as not to wreck into the car ahead of us who, if they glanced in the rear view mirror probably wondered why a mini van was hot on their tail! We took the short cut but as we approached our driveway that darn Arlene blocked our way in a final moment of victory!
So, Officer Bob (or Mr. Cannon as the rest of the world knows you), if you're reading this, at least now you know the outcome of the race!