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We were leaving the Festival. Stopped as usual until an officer waves his hand. Just as he was going to wave us on, a car came up on him fast.
We could hear him yell "Whoa Whoa." Then the woman started bitching at him. She was telling him where she had to go. He told her to park in front of his car. The one she would have hit after him.