Carbon Motors would like to begin selling this made-to-order police vehicle to your local precinct. No, it's not just a fancily painted Dodge Charger. It's a car all on its own, the E7, made specifically for cops. And since it doesn't exist yet, ex-Ford employees at Carbon Motors are prepared to brag heavily about all the sweet new features:

Diesel powered with 40% better fuel economy than a standard police vehicle, the E7 will still get 0-60 in 6 seconds with a lifespan of nearly 3 times that of standard patrol vehicles. But the even more appealing advantage is its ability to shrug off bullets. Door and dashboard armor will deflect small arms fire up to 9mm. Meanwhile, cops can trace the shooters through infrared cameras that will cut through the cloak of night.

And that fancy paint job you are admiring wouldn't be paint at all, but thermoplastics that can take a lot more abuse from your area's pissed-off teenager with car keys.
Given that the E7's $20,000-$70,000 price tag could make it accessible to the masses, you might want to ditch that "herbal garden" before it's too late. Hit up Popular Mechanics for their other future cop tech.

Jeanie and I went to Husker Harvest Days Wednesday and had a great time!  Steak sandwich from Grand Island Central Catholic, Kettle Corn,creamery fresh ice cream, and hangin' with the Governor.  Good Day! 

For the DC Lynch Carnival tickets, the answer to today's Trivia is:

222

Winner:  Ryan Reynolds from Lexington!

Praying for Leroy

"Anyone with needs to be prayed over, come forward, to the front at the
altar," the Preacher says.

Leroy gets in line, and when it's his turn, the preacher asks: "Leroy,
what do you want me to pray about for you."

Leroy replies: "Preacher, I need you to pray for my hearing." The preacher
puts one finger in Leroy's ear, and he places the other hand on top of
Leroy's head and prays and prays and prays, he prays a blue streak for
Leroy.

After a few minutes, the Preacher removes his hands, stands back and
asks,"Leroy, how is your hearing now?"

Leroy says, "I don't know, Reverend, it ain't til next
Wednesday!"