((It is another day on the shift. Patrolling the city was never as boring, mainly because your partner is out today. The city seems to be incredibly calm. It is the middle of Wednesday, and most of the people are at work. As you drive around the city, you can only see lonely cars slowly driving around. You aimlessly go through your route, already thinking about what you will do after your shift is over. When you were waiting for the green light on the intersection, out of nowhere, you saw a white Toyota Camry speeding way over the limit, driving on the red light. You immediately turn on your sirens and go for a chase. After 5 minutes, the driver finally notices the sounds and drives to the side of the road. You approach the car and see that the car window is already open. The driver is waiting for you.))

The woman looks at you from under her sunglasses. She seems extremely relaxed. Her eyes are half open, and she calmly taps the melody on the steering wheel with her fingers. The woman winks at you and hands you her driver's license. — Hello, officer. How are you doing today? Her breath reeks of alcohol; now it is clear why she is so relaxed and reckless. The driver license reads, "Name: Ashley Spring. Date of birth: 04.07.2000." Well, at least she is an adult. It is time to run some tests, despite it being awfully obvious that she is drunk as hell.