“Drive fast enough and you never hit the bottom.”
One of my fellow deputies – the newest canine officer who I’ll call Dog-Cop II – when I told him not to come to my accident scene via the viaduct. I told him it was drowning beneath something like 45 feet of water (okay, okay, a slight exaggeration on my part) and he’d never make it across. This was his response and damned if it hasn’t become my life motto.