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I had a great experience when I was in high school. It was my birthday (summer), I had just received a really nice watch as a present the day before and broke it the next afternoon before I had to go to work. I picked up my two buddies who also worked with me at the local office supply store, but we were running late. The only way to the store was a street with stop signs about ever 1/8 mile. The road was probably 3-3.5 miles long. So I was pissed about having to work, running late and breaking my new present. So, the speed limit on this road is 25 mph and we happened to get behind some joker doing about 12-15 on this one lane road. It was around 5:45 pm and (45 minutes late) and I had no time for his old-fart driving tactics. So I gunned it to about 55-60 and passed him in the middle of the four way intersection while he was stopped at the stop sign and continued on. Little did I realize, that at the next visible stop sign, about 80-100 feet away, there was an undercover 5-0 watching everything I just did. I got to the next sign and saw that this dope was still sitting there. I had a bad feeling.
Just then he runs his siren and yells out the window for me to pull over. Crap. I pull off onto a side street and he comes up next to me and does the routine, Drivers License, insurance, blah blah blah. He asked me if I knew why he pulled me over and I gave him the story of me being late on my birthday to work, breaking my new watch, etc. So he said he would be right back. After about 5 gruelling minutes he comes back and gives me license back and says, "Well, everything checks out, so don't ever pull that stupid-ass stunt again".
Holy shit! it was like a weird dream, and the only thing I can think of was that I didn't have any other tickets and he was just about to get off his shift and didn't want to do any more paperwork.
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That is my 2 cents.
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