Running at high speed

Memory of the Day:

A fine summer evening in June 1992. We were returning from the Grand Canyon towards Phoenix on I-17 when a number of police cars zoomed by us at very high speeds. Later that evening, we saw on TV that a criminal, DRH, who had escaped from the Arizona State Prison, was seen in the area and the police were giving chase. Our entry to the park a few days earlier was held up for many hours because this same character was suspected to be in the area, and the cops were stopping every vehicle and checking it out completely.

Proves that running is so much better than being on the run.