About 15 years ago. I was speeding down Sherwood Forest and a cop pulling out of gas station hit his lights when I passed him. I chunked my crown/coke out the window and hit the gas. I turned on that lil street by the old Dennys right past I-12, killed my lights, and turned into that hotel parking lot. I thought I could hide from him but he was on me quick as shite. I was in college at the time and I had a bag of plastic sandwich bags in my back seat for sneaking liquor into the stadium. They took that as a sign that I sold drugs and hand cuffed me and searched my car from top to bottom. While they were doing this, another cop that I knew from coming into the restaurant I worked at pulled up, and told the other cops that he'd handle it from there. Once the other cops left, he told me I had 3 minutes to get all my shite out the parking lot (from them searching my car) and get out of his sight or I was going to jail. I was out of sight in less than a minute.
This post was edited on 2/4 at 8:40 pm