So, I went out on a ride Saturday morning. While I was motoring down a street called Acoma, I saw a flash of silver pass beneath me. I knew immediately what it was: an ammo clip.
I slowed, turned, and went back.
Eight hollow point .45 ACP rounds just sitting in the middle of the pavement next to a field full of kids playing soccer on a Saturday morning. What’d I do? I gave it to a cop.by