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I was sitting at a stoplight once with my brother - we were heading to the mall to pick up a videogame. I was in the right-hand lane and a cop pulled up beside me in the left-hand lane. I looked over at him, he looked over at me and then we both turned away. The light changed green and I went through the intersection. The cop pulled in behind me and turned his lights on.
I pulled over a little ways past the lights so I wouldn't back up the intersection and turned off the car. The cop walked up and I rolled the window down.
"Good afternoon, how are you?" said the cop.
"Good thanks, how are you?" I said.
"May I see your license and registration, please?" he asked.
"Sure. May I ask why I was pulled over?"
"Well, this is a nice car and you look at little young to be driving it... it's just routine, have to make sure it's not stolen," he told me.
At the time, I was driving a white '97 Pontiac Grand Prix SE, 4 door. It was the year 2000. I was 17. I wasn't sure what to say, I was kind of dumbfounded. I asked my brother to hand me the registration from the glovebox and I got my wallet out of my pocket. "This will only take a minute."
I looked over at my brother and he looked at me, and we both shrugged. I really was speechless. I look a little young to be driving this car? It's a Pontiac, they're common. What was even more funny was that the car had an ignition-inhibitor. You have to swipe a little card against a box under the dashboard before you can start the car. I couldn't have stolen it if I wanted to!
The cop came back a few minutes later. "Everything checks out. Have a nice afternoon." Still dumbfounded, I took my license and registration back and went on my way.
-Tamerlain
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