A couple years ago, when I was still underage (19 about to turn 20), I was able to get into the club with my roommates ID. Had 2 beers and a shot of bombay saphire. After the club closes, we head out to IHOP to grab some grub. While there, one of my roommates that drives a charger claims that he can beat me home. We race, I get pulled over. Cop asks "do you know how fast you were going", since I was taught to never admit my speed to cops, I said "40". He goes, "try double that". I reply "I was going 80?" and he says "75". Then I go "that's not double". He then says, "are you drunk?". And then in my head I'm like "oh *+$%, you did have some drinks". The thought of getting that minor dui scared the *+$% outta me. So I said, "of course not, I'm not even of legal age to drink". I made up a story about how we were racing home to see how had to do dishes the next morning. Dude heads back to his car and comes back with a ticket for about 4 something. Told me to stop being an idiot.
