We go back to K's day's as a Cop, he is the driver of poilce car in which a yung girl, who is suspected of buying/having drugs is being questioned by a sergeant. Not getting far, the Cop decides to sexually assault the girl, ripping open her shirt and fondling her breasts. K, whom we know is a decent guy, furiously gets into the back of the car and restrains the officer, telling the girl to leave. The cop gives K a look which says...you fucked up. This incident leads to K being eventually discharged on false charges, the nature of which is never told to us. As the girl runs away, K stands there watching her. The camera lingers on a nodding donkey well-head, with the number 18. I'm still working on whether or not the number is significant. Here we have the reasons for K's mistrust of the Cops, corruption and violence, who is going to save us from the law enforcers, for whom the law means nothing ? So, as K drives out of the Mobil Gas station, we see the Blond girl looking wistfully at the rapidly vanishing challenger. I guess, she found K attractive. As K drives onwards along the lonely highways, he seems more relaxed, yet it's only a matter of time before the cops will be back on his tail. Two Coppers of the Nevada highway patrol are parked up by the road, listening to supersoul's broadcast...and it goes like this !!!

SS: And there goes the Challenger, being chased by the blue blue meanies on wheels. The vicious traffic squad cars are after our lone driver, the last American hero, the electric centaur, the demigod, the super driver of the golden west. Two nasty Nazi cars are close behind the beautiful lone driver. The police numbers are gettin' closer, closer, closer to our soul hero in his soul mobile, yeah baby. They're about to strike, they're gonna get him, smash him, rape the last beautiful free soul on this planet. But, it is written, if the evil spirit arms the tiger with claws, Brahman provideth wings for the dove. Thus spake, the super guru. [ Nevada cops are sitting on the side of the road, listening to SS. ] Young Cop: Did you hear that? Older Cop: Yeah. Young Cop: Where the hell he get so much information? Older Cop: Same place as you do, Charlie. Young Cop: You mean from own frequency? Older Cop: That's right. Young Cop: How long's he been at it? Older Cop: A year and a half, maybe two. Young Cop: Hell, that's against the law. Older Cop: So's carrying a transistor on duty. Young Cop: Hey, come on now, that's different. Older Cop: But he never says anything to incriminate himself. Brains and lawyers, Charlie. As far as the law's concerned, he's clean as Kleenex. SS: It's true, true, true, true my friends. For by the latest information, our soul Challenger has just broken the ring of evil the deep blue meanies have so righteously wrought! Get through 'em baby, get through 'em! Young Cop: Friggin' faggot. [ K continues down highway, passes big truck. ] Dispatcher: Attention, calling car 44. Attention car 44, do you read me? Older Cop: Gimme that. This is car 44, reading you loud and clear, over. Dispatcher: Where are you car 44? Older Cop: We're on 80, some 10 miles from Argenta, over. Dispatcher: Well good, stay with it. Watch for a white Challenger, license plates initial OA-5599. Colorado plates. Last seen heading for Dunphy on US 40 at cruising speed. We have reason to believe that it's supercharged, so maintain double alert 'til you spot it, and then call in for instructions. Over and out.