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When I was 18, I had car trouble. Parked my POS car at the local grocery store parking lot and began to walk home. I was walking on the top part of Braes Bayou, which runs parallel to a main street in the neighborhood. My buddy, who was riding a dirt bike illegally on the bayou (everyone did it) saw me and offered me a ride home. I got on back and about 2 minutes in, this cop car came on of nowhere from the bayou access road, and was right behind us sirens blasting. Another cop car was coming at us from the front. We couldn't go down into the bayou because the water was high due to recent rains. We were 18, we ran - thought it would be fun. We went into the street and cop followed jumping the curb. We were weaving in and out of traffic, trying to reach the woods, and then "IT" happened. I have no memory of exactly what happened. I'm told a car pulled out in front of us and I was thrown off the bike. I woke up in the hospital later that evening with a headache and blurred vision, but otherwise fine. My friend died at the scene.