The autobiography An American Childhood by Annie Dillard tells of the author's years growing up in a residential neighborhood in Pittsburgh. The chapter that is referred to in this question begins with a description of Dillard joining the neighborhood boys in rough action games such as football and baseball. In football, she loved going all out and tackling opponents. In baseball, she had a "boy's arm," which meant that she could throw as well as the boys.
In winter, though, when snow was on the ground, these sports couldn't be played, so she would get together with the boys and throw snowballs at passing cars. One day when she is seven years old, she goes out with the boys in the new-fallen snow. A black Buick with chains on its tires passes by, and they all throw snowballs at it.
However, this time, for the first and only time that Dillard can remember, the driver pulls over, stops the car with the driver's door still open, and begins to chase the kids down the street. The driver is a thin man wearing a suit and tie and street shoes, and he won't quit.
When the kids split up, he continues to chase after Dillard and one of the boys. They go around houses, through backyards and hedges, down steps, and through alleys and driveways, but the driver keeps after them for blocks.
The man finally catches the kids by their coats after about 10 blocks. They are all exhausted, but when the driver manages to catch his breath, he chews them out, starting with "You stupid kids." Dillard remembers the experience as being joyous and glorious. She writes:
If in that snowy backyard the driver of the black Buick had cut off our heads, Mikey's and mine, I would have died happy, for nothing has required so much of me since as being chased all over Pittsburgh in the middle of winter—running terrified, exhausted—by this sainted, skinny, furious redheaded man who wished to have a word with us.