They continue to bring the good Karma to me. Most weeks, it's a boring buzz of driving around, making a few stops here and there, in a vain attempt to be at the right place at the right time. I've gone weeks without calls. Last night was the first time I had a ride along that wasn't a cop buddy. 19 year old kid that races the same nights as my brother. I took four calls last night. Two 911 calls, both times I was at least 10 minutes driving time (that's 120+ for about 9 of those minutes), one accident which ended up being almost 10 miles into another county, invaded the Republic of Texas for the better part of an hour (missed my turn and got lost ) and we got to meet some half-backed, hippy anti-war activist walking across the country getting signatures on petition against the war. Things I learned about civilian ride alongs: 1. When they need to be home around midnight cause they go to work at 7:30 the next morning, have them prepared for the fact they are probably going to be getting home about two hours before they have to be at work. 2. When contacting the hippy anti-war hitchhiker, your ride along appreciates the fact that the cops have video cameras and body mikes; hilarity ensues. 3. When contacting the hippy anti-war activist, make sure you partner refrains from talking politics while you are trying to talk to dispatch, hilarity ensues. 4. And last but not least, make sure your radio mike is nowhere near your ride along because the rare moment of driving Code 3 going around the corner and you feel the need for a "yeehaa," your ridealong inadvertently keys the mike and someone somewhere is going to hear you and since you are the only one running with sirens, everyone will know who is "yeehaaing."