This night of fun ended with Rob in prison for two years

I was a Junior at Arizona State University and it was Friday night in Tempe. My buddies Jared, Mark, Rob and I had been drinking since our last class was out at 4pm. It was now 8pm and we all had a nice healthy buzz going.

Rob, was never one who had much self-control and it didn't help that he had 12 Budweisers under his belt. He decided we all needed to go out and raise some hell. So we all headed out to the Devil House for the famous "college countdown." The drinks were 3 for 1 and we were definitely feeling no pain. Rob had met several girls and the group of girls decided they wanted to go for a ride in Rob's car. Big Problem! Rob didn't have a car but he was hard up for a piece of ass. Rob tells us to keep the girls occupied and he was going to find a car he could “borrow.”

Rob returns with a set of keys and simply says, "let's roll." So we all go out in the parking lot and pile into this brand new Cadillac Deville. It never occurred to me to ask Rob where he got the car! We were having a great time and the girls were hanging out of the moon roof and all the guys driving by were envious that we had three really hot chicks in our car. But, all good things have to come to an end.

A police cruiser had spotted us and turned on his lights to pull us over. Rob began cursing and refused to pull over. He took off and headed onto the Interstate with the cop behind us in high pursuit. I'm screaming at Rob to pull over to no avail. Rob screams back that he can't--he had stolen the keys from the valet back at the nightclub. Now I’m ready to shit my pants! The girls are so drunk they just keep laughing. Mark and Jared are as bewildered as I am. Jared decides he needs to get rid of the booze in the car and begins throwing the bottles out of the car onto the expressway. I guess Jared was more worried about getting busted for an open container violation than Grand Theft Auto.

Mark, in a fit of rage, punches one of the girls in the mouth. Now the girls are crying and screaming to stop the car. The girl that Mark punched is sitting on my lap and blood is going everywhere. He had cut her lip. The injured girl on my lap spins around and begins pulling my hair and scratching my face. She is like a wild animal boxed in a corner. I’m doing everything in my power to stop her as the car is wildly swerving from lane to lane with several police cars right on our tail. Finally, Rob realizes if he is going to lose the cops he is going to have to get back on surface streets.

Rob finally exits the expressway and unfortunately we were heading for open desert. Rob whips the car around in a 180 degree spin and begins driving out onto the pitch black desert. The car slams into a large cactus and the chase is over. Everyone jumps out of the car and we begin running in all different directions. The chick that Mark punched begins following me down a dry creek bed and I tell her to get lost and stop following me. It is completely dark on the desert and no moonlight to help me try and find my way. Now there are probably 6 or 7 cops on scene and they begin fanning out with flashlights searching for us.

Thoughts of prison are running through my head and I could just envision my mother on the witness stand telling the jury what a good boy I am pleading for the judge not to send me to jail. I finally can hear dogs barking in the distance and I realize that they now had K-9 officers out searching for us. Now comes the moment of truth.

I’m holding the hand of the crying girl who moments earlier had pulled out a good chunk of my hair and scratched the hell out of my face and I make a decision. I let go of her hand and realizing that if I can get at least 10 feet away from her she will not be able to see me anymore because of the moonless night. I run like hell down the creek bed. I never look back and the girl is screaming like a banshee.

Finally, I no longer can hear barking or any noise behind me. I begin making my way out of the creek bed. I look up and see a dim light in the distance. I make my way towards the light and eventually come upon a gas station. Having sobered up from the experience I knew it was too risky to approach the store so I decide to curl up next to a bush and wait until morning to use a telephone. As morning breaks, I sneak up and quickly make a telephone call to my girlfriend and beg her to come pick me up. An hour later she pulls up and I run from behind the building and jump in the car. My face is covered in dried blood and my girlfriend is starting to panic.

Driving back to town I explain the ordeal and spend the next two days at my girlfriend's apartment. Finally, I feel the coast is clear so I head back to my apartment. Jared and Mark are home; they had made it out of the desert the morning after as well. They explained that Rob had been caught along with the three girls and he took the heat for everything.

Rob received 2 years in prison and was ordered to make restitution on the vehicle.