paul walker my guardian angel?

is this real?

While whiping my tearstained cheeks I get up and close my tablet .

I glance at the clock on the wall and see it's 2 am .

I groan and grab my bag before slowly walking out the door .

As an officer I'm forced to work in shifts .

And to think sleep is my best friend ...

I walk true town towards the station , while the short walk i look around .

Nothing interesting as usual .

I mean my life is pretty bored if you ask me .

It mostly contains of sleep work and eating .

Because of the irregular hours I work I can't make plans .

And usually any fun thing around here is when I work .

This sucks ass .

With a strong push I open the door and walk straight true to the back .

After putting my code in I open my locker .

Quickly I trow my bag inside it and grab my uniform and necessities.

" London you have the dock shift " someone shouts .

I'm not bothered to look around for the person.

I shout a quick "yup" making the person probably go away .

Once I'm done I grab some car keys and walk out to the garage filled with duty cars .

I hate driving with a car with lights on so if I have the chance I go for the all black onces .

I find my next victim and walk to it .

After opening the door with the key I grabbed earlier I get it .

For once Im excited for a 8 hour shift .

The docks is the place where all the illegal racing is being held .

Like a good citizen I drive off to the docks .