It was about 25 years ago. I had been to a small gathering\cookout about a mile from home. When I drove home around 1 AM I was stopped to be asked if I was OK and did I need any help. I told him I was fine and bid him farewell. No ticket. This did happen in my little suburban city; I heard of it several times. Even though I don't drink at all and I habitually do not speed or roll through stop signs, I still hate that feeling you get when the blue light turns on behind you.
This question made me realize that I've been playing with you guys for 17 years. I'm still just shaking my head.
