Tony Figueroa Audio Book Demo
Vocal Characteristics
Language
EnglishVoice Age
Middle Aged (35-54)Accents
North American (General)Transcript
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Then I saw a flashing red light in my rear view mirror. I pull over in place my hands on the 10 o'clock and two o'clock position on the steering wheel. Get out of the car and put your hands on your head is broadcast over the police cars loudspeaker. I got out of the car and put my hands on my head. The officer approaches with Howdy. Is there a problem? Officer? I asked he loudly and quickly corrected me. It's deputy Hemming Hemming. I ask, Yeah, you're not from around here, are you? He responded. Before I could tell him that I'm from California. He cut me off again and asked for my driver's license and registration. I told him that my license was in my wallet and my wallet is in my back pocket with my hands still on my head. He had me step over to his patrol car and had me spread my legs, then gripped my wrist, forced my hands on the hot black hood of his car. I said, That's hot. He could care less and joked, Who are you? Paris Hilton. He passed me down, removes my wallet from my back pocket and tosses it on the hood of the car. He pats me down, asked me what I have in my right pocket. I told him, That is just my car keys. He pulls him out and tosses him on the ground. Then he asked What's in my left pocket? I told him it was my boarding pass. He pulls it out and tosses it on the ground. As he pokes around the glove box of the Edsel, he tells me the car you're driving belongs Toa one myths Dagmar Anderson deceased. He shoves the registration in my face, then notices that my hands air slightly hovering over the hood. He grabbed my wrist and forces my palms down on the hood. Then, like touching a hot stove, my arms reflectively jerked back, knocking the deputy on his ***. I was stunned. I apologize, man. I'm sorry. It was just a reflex action and offered my hand to help him up. But the deputy jumped back up on his own and draws his gun. I said, put your ******* hands on the ******* hood! He shouted. I placed my hands back on the hot hood and said, Okay, but flip him over when you're done.