David

Date: 2/8/2020

So I was driving down town to a shop where I could paint some pottery for fun. I show up, park, and then walk in and find the shop that does it. Some other people were already busy doing it, so I just joined them after picking a piece to paint myself. Next thing I know I’m done and leaving. I then drive down to some event thing. Maybe track practice? Maybe not? Either way I then get some text messages about I ran over some dudes foot down town, and how they “stole my phone to get back at me”. Of course I was literally reading the text off of my phone, so that made no sense. My friend David, who doesn’t run track, then told me to just ignore it. I then did so. Weird.