Ive been pulled over quite a few times but only one is worth sharing in this thread.
A lil more than a year ago I had been driving fast down this semi-curvy road because I had just gotten new tires and the GMPP suspension. It was about 2:30 in the morning and after the last curve I decided to open it up a bit on the straight-away. I busted triple digits and then threw it in neutral to let it coast to the stop light about a mile ahead. Coming over a hill at about 75-80 (in a 45 now, just dropped from 60) I see a cop driving in the opposite direction. Dispite the flat grassy median he quickly spins around the ol' vic to chase me down. I pull over, shakin in my boots that Georgia's finest will send my license to the shredder. His first question is "do you know how fast you were going?" I said "yeah, about 80" and he said "actually I clocked you at 74. where the hell you tryin to get boy?" I said "honestly, I just wanted to try out the new tires and somehow wound up out here and cant find campus." He said "campus is 5 miles back that way" Just as he points, a ricer accord flew by the cop narrowly missing his ass. He asked me to sit tight, threw my license at me, hopped in the cruiser and took off after the accord. About 10mins later another cop pulls up and asks why I'm on the side of the road, I told him because the other cop asked me to sit tight and he said "you're a lucky kid, get the hell outta here" went home, and never went fast on that road again....