well i was 17 still in high school, and for my first car had a cadillac. my father and i had been building a mitsubishi mighty max show truck since i was 14. well the day came for me to finally take it to a show down in west palm beach. a group of buddies and myself were traveling on i-95 at about 75-80mph, and get passed by a bunch of girls in a civic (go figure). well my friend who had a supercharged thunderbird, halled ass to catch up and like a retard, i follow and before you know it we're all racing...well guess who's in the air watching us.....the good ol highway patrool helicopter. we come up to a bridge a mile or so down the road and get personall escourted to the side of the highway.
at this time i was scared out of my mind b/c i knew my dad was never going to let me drive the truck ever again. a boot ass patrolman comes up to my window and orders me to get out of the truck. afer bitching at me about how fast i was going and i could of been killed, he runs my plates. comes back up,
officer:"why does this come back as a cadillac plate? is this a stolen vehicle?"
me: no sir, that is my old car, i just transfored the plate.
officer: well thats illegal, i have to take you to jail.
i had no idea that that was illegal, i swear, nor did my dad. i told the cop and ...
officer: stand here with your hands on the hood and dont move.
he comes back with a giant book of highway safty and florida state rules for vehicles. he stands there and flips through this book for a good 20 minutes trying to find the part about transfering plates, finally does and makes me read it out loud so he can hear it, right there on the side of the road.
he said since i didnt know that, he had to call my parents to come pick up the vehicle. i told him they were on the west coast on vacation and wouldnt be back untill next week(because my dad would off killed me) he said i had to get off at the next exit and go straight home and park the truck. i agreed and he let me go......with 3 tickets. speeding(94 in a 70) false registration, and a seat belt for myself and my passanger.
needless to say i didnt go home, i went straight to the show and ended up winning first place, drove home and showed my dad the big ass trophy and then told him the whole story. he was pissed to say the least but happy i told him the truth. in the end i payed over $600 in fines, but it was well worth it. my dad ended up giving me the truck, which i still have and drive, we won first place, all because we chased some girls in a civic.