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When I was 19, the first time I got pulled over the cop pulled a gun on me. It was late at night and I was driving home from loving Arbys of all places. Between my house in the not-great part of town and the Arbys is a bunch of warehouses. I was just driving past them, and as soon as I turned on to my street there is suddenly flashing lights behind me. So I park in front of my house and the Cop runs up screaming "Hands on the wheel, hands on the wheel" and pulls her gun. I grip the wheel and try to explain what I was doing. I guess some serious poo poo was going down in those warehouses and they thought I had pulled out of them instead of just driving past. The worst part was when I was told to get my proof of insurance, turned and reached towards the glove box. It wasn't until then that I realized there is another cop by my passenger door. Having one crazy rear end armed cop was bad, but realizing I was surrounded and couldn't even keep both of them in my line of sight at once was what really triggered a fight or flight response and made me freak out. It didn't take them very long to realize I was white and whoever they had mistaken me for was somewhere else probably getting away, and they left.
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