Gotta know when to call it.

When you have been doing this for as long as you have you gotta know when to quit. There is always going to be hot bodies to inspect tomorrow, and there is never as much quality targets at night as the day. So you head back to your car and head back home twisting and turning through near cleared parking lots until you get yourself back on the main road. You lean back as you drive and prop one arm on the window sill excited for tomorrow. You were so in your own head however you didn't see the new speed trap you zoomed by going 20 over the speed limit.