No Motorcycles

Last night Scott got my motorcycle out and started it. He rode it down the driveway and then turned around in the street and came back. No big deal right???? WRONG. Within a few minutes here comes the sheriff. Now we actually live outside the city limits and NEVER have seen any time of law out here. Everyone rides motorcycles and 4 wheelers out here. We don't because we know that is the rules. So the sheriff pulls into the driveway and gets out. he tells Scott to come towards his car and he puts on these big black gloves. I couldn't actually hear what he was saying b/c Randi is crying the whole time "daddy is going to jail". Scott explained what he did and he was not the one who had been riding over the past few days. Scott said he was a real butt about it at first and then became nicer. The thing was by the time he got there my bike was back in the garage. At least it turned out OK.