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i (red) was on the tracks, walking north, i look up and theres a big tall white guy with a bald head wearing dark blue or black dress pants and shit (blue), about 75m away..so i figure its a cop..then i saw the reflective flash of his badge in the sun, and notice his belt and radio and shit..i keep my calm, still walking towards him, he starts walking towards me assuming i have no escape and am just some dumb kid trespassing or some shit..and still closing, about like 50m now..i just calmly take a left and walk out this little gate in the fence on the west side of the tracks.. never looked behind me..get around a corner and took off..im on the tracks two days later, and the fence has all sorts of government locks and chains on it and shit..fucking cops. one more reason to know your spots really well.

i had like 6-7 cans, 2 bags of tips, paint covered gloves and like 3 markers in a backpack..

 

i was bombing one time with two other buddys and i told one friend to keep six and iguesss he was looking somewhere else and i hear a car door slam across the street there was acar dealer ship i start telling me buddys to book and we run off down this road turn on a alley way type of thing my buddy that i was running with trips andi start thinking hes cuaght then he gets up and this van trys grabbing us then we run the opposite direction and two other vans try closing us in and we slipped out. we hid for like 45 mins walked over to a apartment complex about to walk runn across the street to get away and we see a k-9 unit rolll up and we dropped to the ground hid in these small bushes for liek 5mins or so when we saw him turn to go where we were we cheesed it and got away.

 

I was bombin once and was tearin shit up so i dropped my paranoia factor and just got cocky wit like i wouldnt get caught, like i was in the freakin ZONE.so i was doin my business then this dude came out of nowhere while i was in a middle of a throw sayin "you shouldnt be doin that". So then i was like "keep walkin dog". When he walked away i thought it was over but then 10 minutes later(i was tryin to hold down this spot of mine, not the same throwie) i hear that stupid boouup sound the cop car makes when it wants a person to stop.I was tired as shit from walkin evrywhere and just wanted the night to end so i ditched my can to my left side into a patch of grass. but little did i know there was a small hill so the can roll right into the street.the cop came out of the car and said "is this yours". i said nope, (he didnt see me ditch it). he asked me a couple questions about why i was walkin out at 3:00am and i just said i was walkin from a friends house because my moms wanted me to come back and shit.then he searched me and all that and he pulled out a LATE SLIP from school i got that week and put my name into the computer and all that.He said he was gonna take a finger print on the can to see if it matched mine and all that.I said whatever(cuz i didnt think he really was gonna do it).Then like 2 weeks later i got called down to the schools rentacop and they really traced down my fingerprints to me so basically i was doomed. I got 567 counts of vandalism and some tresspassing charges.Im still in the process of thinkin should i change my name or not,cuz i heard some writers that got caught AFTER they got caught for writin with the same name.so the moral of this story is dont try to talk it out with cops,always run(i was pretty late in gettin this memo). but its whatever if you read this thank you and if you didnt fck you

 

sounds like you should have worn gloves.

 

i've been caught once back in the day.. didn't get arrested though because i was a jit. now i play it safe. 3 am status, always have an excuse ready for where i'm goin, what i'm doin, etc.

and another thing, if you're into the whole reflector sticker shpiel, don't put the sticker together until you know exactly what you're goin to slap it on. i've been caught with stickers and they didn't know my name so they couldn't charge me with shit.

 

funny shit last night... me and 2 other homies were bombin this wall on a walking path. we had been there about 20min. when me and 1 of my friends spot this figure on top of the wall. i start putin my paint up and gettin ready to run. my friend says "dont worry its just a reflection" then my other friend comes around from the other side of the wall and walks across it, he sees this guy and thinks its me soo he says "hey *******, come check this out" to the guy. then the guy says " how u doin buddy" so my friend runs over to us and was all scared and shit thinkin its a cop. soo we all start walking away and my friend was like "sorry bout disturbing u and shit" and the guy says "its cool i was just sleeping when i heard something down there"... scariest/funniest shit ever.

 

the first time i went out bombing i was 13 or 14,me and my friend who got me into it decided to destroy this drainage tunnel down the street at like 3 in the afternoon we walked down there with a bag full of quick color and took our time, we left like a half hour later and we turned off the street it was on and about 20 seconds after that a cop went flying past us.

still haven't been arrested though....detained twice

 

i was in wall mart the other day rackin with my homie. he decided to go rack his shit in the bathroom while i found a clear aisle to put the paint in my backpack. i finaly got to the dickies aisle and started loading up when all of the sudden i see 2 eyes pearing through a clothes rack and a womans hand on the ground. i left that spot and walked to another aisle, she fallowed me and i saw her peering through the fixaflat can at me so i walked up to her and said "if ur gona do somthing, do it right" and i walked away.

 

I suppose that saying you adore doesn't apply to your grammar.

 

u talkin to me?

 

ive been caught twice.. got pinched doin a piece and got caught with "graffiti implements on public transport" which is a $500 dollar fine in victoria

 

is that a blind spot or somthin?

 

yea, in that particular walmart. its whatever aisle that is in the like exact middle of the store.

 

should of posted my story here my fault. this really happened...

http://www.bombingscience.com/graffitiforum/showthread.php?t=7215

 

got caught once behind this abandoned building, we stayed too long.
the cop rolled up and we didn't even book into the neighboring woods.
anyway, he took our paint and scared us into thinking he would tell the owners but nothing became of it...

 

Went out drunk as fuck to hit some power boxes. I can't really remember why, and this guy was wlking up the stree. Now, when I get drunk, I can't see too far ahead of me, maybe 3 metres at most, wiht good light. So, anyways I've hit this box going for anoher and I hera this voice yell "Oi! stop fucking painting you little fuck!" He's about two metres in front of me. so I yell back "nah, wasn't me!" dude goes, "It fuckin' was. I can smell it" so I'm just walking down the street having an arguement with a shift worker, wasted, at two in the morning. It would've been so fucking wierd to listen to. Me, staggering down the street yelling "nah, mate. Wasn't me!" and him yelling "It fuckin' was!" hahaha. I then crawled up a hill full of blackberries. I have scars.

 

lol some epic music came up on my pod while reading this, it fit so well
thats fucking out of control though...something was being covered up

 

Yeah, for serious crimes, never for graf.

 

we were under this highway bridge near these train tracks. Was out for like 3 hours, we first rollered the wall and it was like a 25 foot wall. ok then we took out our paint and we had like 5 cans each and we painted for like 5 hours and what we didnt know that there was a train rolling up behind up and these sneak train rats were walking towards us. For some reason i look behind and see the train creepin up so i was like oh shit so me and my friend booked it but we got like halfway out and he forgot his smokes so we ran back for them and booked into the bush and as we were running we heard the door slam and the guys get out so we just ran deep into the bush and went back the next day and there was tire tracks night near where we bombed so we just took pics and peaced.

too close.