leets

I'm registered with them, and they didn't send me anything.

a_zepeda926

i believe they are supposed to..

Gatsbee13

just got back.. all you need to do is bring your license to the ticket booth.. thats it. it was pretty fun.. havent been in 14 years.

v_I_etn_AM_ese

I never believe in friday 13th stuff but today was a bad day period! Me and few buddies went snowboarding up in Mt Baldy and on the way down there was an eight car collision because of the icy road. People just basically slid across the ice as they were coming down the slope. My friend's civic hybrid got nicked hard breaking both of the rear tail lights. And for the finally a F150 sideswiped us as he was sliding down. Even though it wasn't my car I was still in it, what a bad day. However, we were still lucky because some other cars just got totaled. =(.... soo saaaad

The Raptor

A few years ago I had a drilling job on Arrow Highway in Upland (really unincorporated San Bernardino County) on Friday the 13th. (Get your kicks on Route 66.) Well, in part of Upland there are two Arrow Highways. I was supposed to meet my drill rig and crew, mobile lab and technician, and geologist at the job site. Everybody got lost and I had to wander around town and gather them all up. So we get started almost two hours late. We were drilling at a convenience store with abandoned underground storage tanks. We were working for a bank that was about to foreclose on the owner, who was in default on his loan. We start drilling and the owner, who the bank neglected to tell we were coming, shows up and threatens us with a shotgun. I call the police on my cell phone and three squad cars come ripping up, red lights and sirens, guns drawn, and get this guy down on the ground on his stomach. I get the bank loan officer on the phone and he convinces the guy to let us drill. The cops take his weapon, issue him a citation, and leave. Then we drill through an unmarked water main. @#$%^&* water everywhere. I can't get a water agency to take responsibility for jurisdiction, so I call 911 and the operator says she will try to help. Well, the police hear the address and three squad cars come ripping up again, red lights and sirens, guns drawn. I say "Hey, guys, it's only water." They leave and I call a plumber who fixes the water line. Now we're hours behind schedule and the drilling is difficult. Upland is at the base of the San Bernardino Mountains and we encounter huge boulders. We finish after dark, button up, and are leaving just as a huge gang fight breaks out in the stret right in front of us -- weapons, the whole nine yards. We just do get out in time. I think to myself "Man, I should have stayed in bed today. I'm never drilling on Friday the 13th again."