[AtomicLabMonkey]

Dude, did I ever tell you about the time I did? It was right after I moved to Livermore & I was still dating Laura, when she was finishing up school.

I was on my way back from seeing her in Davis late one Sunday night and got back into town at like 2am. I was super tired (like borderline shouldn't be driving kinda tired) and just wanted to be in bed so I was going a little fast and romped on it coming out of the offramp turn. Well, a few hundred feet later I see the flashing lights behind me, so I pull over. This guy took one look at me and was convinced I was drunk or on some drug. I'm sure I looked like shit, eyes bloodshot, etc. He had me get out of the car, had me on the sidewalk doing the drunk tests.. a backup car showed up, so now there's two of them. Kept asking me their questions over and over trying to trip me up and admit that I'd been drinking (I hadn't had a drink all day). He asked to search my car and I was so taken off guard by the whole thing that I agreed, so I'm standing there talking with backup guy while cop #1 goes through the Mustang inch by inch.

After like 30-45 minutes of searching my car and doing every drunk test he could think of on me, he finally let me go. He asked me one last time if I'd taken anything that night, I said no, and he flat out said "I don't believe you, I think you've taken some fuckin' combo of alcohol and drugs that's letting you maintain well enough to pass my tests. But you're passing, so I have to let you go." It was funny, the guy was seriously pissed that he couldn't find a valid reason to haul me in. He was that convinced I was on something.

I went on my merry way without even a speeding ticket.