Anyway, I was goin' t' stop there an' take on a beefsteak an' a few cups uh coffee, but I never done it.

I was slowin' down in front uh Sam's Place when a friend uh mine gives me the high sign t' put 'er in high an' keep 'er goin'.

Which I done.
"Down by Ladd's, Casey looks back an' here comes the sheriff's car hell bent fer 'lection (anyway it looked like the sheriff's car).

An' I wanta say right here, Mr.Nolan, that's a darn' good Ford yuh got! I was follered, and 'I was follered hard.

But I'm here an' they' ain't--an' you can ask anybody if that didn't take some going'!" In the darkness of the cabin Casey turned over and heaved a great sigh.
On the heels of that came a chuckle.
"I got t' hand it t' the L.A.traffic cops, Mr.Nolan.