Hi let me introduce myself my name is Gabe.R . I have one son named JR a wife named Miria and own 5 cars 1969-1970 charger with a blower motor attachment a F150 raptor a crown Victoria a lamborghini and a dodge Challenger hellcat. Our story takes place after I caught my wife cheating on me. She got mad and threw a lamp, a hairdryer and a whiskey bottle at me. When we got divorced I got the kid he was 7 at the time. She married a rich man. But since I had a legal claim to all the cars so she couldn't get her crown Victoria she devised a plan. mean while I was working as a unknown spy for the cops let's just say they needed a favor and I needed slack on my speeding charges they had me at the north house club trying to get a confirmation out of a poker player who shot the winner of the game and ran a illegal shipping scandal I found him and we got to drinking and talking he comfest and we got three names of people who committed federal felonies I got three favors one for each pererased well when I got home. I had some tea and told my son what I did at work. He said that's cool dad . Well I made pizza for dinner and went to bed. It was nine o'clock at night and dark outside I heard a knock at the door.I answered the door and to my surprise it was a cop. He said your ex-wife said that you are involved in a federal offense. I said what offense he said let's talk downtown. I said this don't sound right. I agree  cop said and since you helped us you got one minute to leave with your son. you are using one of your favors to make sure none of your cars get impounded. Here's the deal if we catch you three times you go to prison. That  Means if we see you and catch you that being said you get a 60 seconds to get your son and run before we start. I slammed the door locked, grabbed my son got in my charger and left now thanks to my ex and probably her rich husband's money me and my son are on the run. Living in one of my cars and always on the road.

It's been 12 hours since we saw our last cop. we're at a truck stop in Georgia.with only 20 bucks my son says I'm hungry. I give him 12 and we enter the store together. And after the twenty bucks is gone. I have to teach my son and myself how to live on the road with no money. We paid 12 bucks for the food and six bucks for the gas and we take off and start heading down the road again. Heading down interstate 285 going 85 towards the Mississippi River listen to running down a dream by Tom Petty on the radio. Well it's night time and thank God what takes for my son to fall asleep is it being night time and listening and feeling the engine rumble going 65 down the road. I'm hoping we get to Joe's bar in Birmingham Alabama to pick up my brother John it is a surprise for junior before he wakes up