35 in a 25, through the hood. On a street that if you do 25, you get your shit jacked. I thought my 35 was suspiciously slow. Then he followed me down a parallel street, came out behind me at the "not sure if he can read the tag or not" distance. Instead of running and drawing more attention for the dump, I just pulled over. Worked like a charm, and only cost me 2 days. Got bonded out with the money from the bud. Funny thing is, when he pulled up behind me, he parked right on top of the bag. Covering the evidence. After the 3rd cop car pulled up, and he still hadn't came back to my car, I thought they found it. The only thing they found was a clean scale. I told him I metered my own mail, lol.