The police band radio squawks, something about a twenty.
Phil releases the mike from the side of the radio receiver and says, “Fifty-two twelve, I’m ten-six with a ten-twelve. I’m southbound on 75, north of Crookston.”
The radio squawks again.
The police band radio squawks, something about a twenty.
Phil releases the mike from the side of the radio receiver and says, “Fifty-two twelve, I’m ten-six with a ten-twelve. I’m southbound on 75, north of Crookston.”
The radio squawks again.