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<blockquote data-quote="maldecido33" data-source="post: 4047317" data-attributes="member: 556412"><p>When I was 16, I had been out of town about 2.5 hours away at a football game. The game had several rain delays, so we didn't head back home till around 12:00. The bus got back to the highschool around 3:00AM, and I live on the opposite side of town from the school. We played our JV games on thursday nights, so it was 3:00AM on a Thursday night.</p><p></p><p>I had just gotten my truck, was young and stupid, and decided to just haul *** home since it was late, in a small town, on a fairly deserted road (at least, deserted at 3:00AM on a Thursday). Needless to say, I got pulled over going 95 (Truck has a governor (sp?) at 98mph) by a cop who was obviously a rookie. I was only a quarter mile away from my turn-off. The cop said it took him nearly two miles to catch up to me. He was very cool about the whole deal, after I explained I'd been at a football game and wasn't some drunk. Well, it turns out when I had walked from the locker room to my truck, my wallet fell out of my jeans (I had athletic shorts on and was carrying my jeans in my arms). So, I didn't have my drivers license.</p><p></p><p>At this point, two more police cars have joined him, and I can see several more in the area. He made me get out of the truck, give him my keys, and stand by his vehicle. I was convinced I was going to jail. I knew my DL number, and he called it in to check for warrants and the like. Well, the guy ends up giving me a ticket for Failure to Display Driver's License, and never even mentions the speeding part. I went down to the courthouse the next day and showed them my license and everything was dismissed. To this day, I don't know if in the excitement of the moment the rookie cop simply forgot to write the ticket or was just one cool mother ****er.</p><p></p><p>I live in west texas, in a VERY football oriented town (same town as Friday Night Lights), so I think the whole headed home from a football game was my savior.</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="maldecido33, post: 4047317, member: 556412"] When I was 16, I had been out of town about 2.5 hours away at a football game. The game had several rain delays, so we didn't head back home till around 12:00. The bus got back to the highschool around 3:00AM, and I live on the opposite side of town from the school. We played our JV games on thursday nights, so it was 3:00AM on a Thursday night. I had just gotten my truck, was young and stupid, and decided to just haul *** home since it was late, in a small town, on a fairly deserted road (at least, deserted at 3:00AM on a Thursday). Needless to say, I got pulled over going 95 (Truck has a governor (sp?) at 98mph) by a cop who was obviously a rookie. I was only a quarter mile away from my turn-off. The cop said it took him nearly two miles to catch up to me. He was very cool about the whole deal, after I explained I'd been at a football game and wasn't some drunk. Well, it turns out when I had walked from the locker room to my truck, my wallet fell out of my jeans (I had athletic shorts on and was carrying my jeans in my arms). So, I didn't have my drivers license. At this point, two more police cars have joined him, and I can see several more in the area. He made me get out of the truck, give him my keys, and stand by his vehicle. I was convinced I was going to jail. I knew my DL number, and he called it in to check for warrants and the like. Well, the guy ends up giving me a ticket for Failure to Display Driver's License, and never even mentions the speeding part. I went down to the courthouse the next day and showed them my license and everything was dismissed. To this day, I don't know if in the excitement of the moment the rookie cop simply forgot to write the ticket or was just one cool mother ****er. I live in west texas, in a VERY football oriented town (same town as Friday Night Lights), so I think the whole headed home from a football game was my savior. [/QUOTE]
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