Irony at its GREATEST

Well how is this for irony. Last night at around 11 pm, my buddy from work and me were going to race. We both have LOUD! exhaust, and were revving the crap out of our cars. I bet we could be heard from many blocks away. Then we are going about 50 down the biggest street in town. We hit a light and we both floor it. There were like 3 cars around us, and we were loud as jet planes. My tires with spinning from the incredible amount of torque, and Chris pulled ahead of me because I shoulda eased on the pettle then floored it so I coulda got the maximum amount of traction. Initially he pulled ahead some, but then I got my traction and left him in the dust. So anyway we honked, and I turned off to go home, and never even heard a whisper of a cop. Then this morning I come back from english class, and have a parking tickit! I forgot to hang my decal, because I was in a major hurry. Is that totally unexpected or what instead of getting in trouble for last night, I get in trouble for being forgetful! How is that for irony... now I am not complaining, but its just like... sheesh. The fine for being forgetful at SDSU is 20 bucks. My friend from english class said hed give me his get out of jail free ticket, because I already used mine, but then we couldnt because it was only for his decal #. But the guy was really nice about it. I went and parked by all the cop cars and my Camaro was like haha want to race. The cars of course said nothing. Being slow and all. So the moral of the story is when you are worried about the big things in life the little things come and kill you. Not that I was worried, just a bit wary for common sense.