As for my car search story... It might be one of those things where you had to be there to appreciate it, but here goes...
I was in high school, I think it was my senior year, and I had just gotten a 1988 chevy s-10 blazer.( I loved that truck;-0 ) I was in the slow process of putting a rather large stereo into it, and so the dash and interior panelling were not screwed down, they were just hanging there halfway until I was finished. I had a friend with me, it was a friday night, and I was headed into town when I got pulled over by the local PD. The dialog was something as follows.
Me: "Hello Officer, what's the problem?"
Officer: "I noticed that your license plate light is out. Can I see
your license and registration please?"
Me: "Here ya go."
Officer: "Mr. Woodruff have you been drinking or using any illegal substances today, or do you have any in the vehicle with you?"
Me: "No sir, I haven't.."
Officer: "I see those panels and the dash look like they've been removed recently, you're not trying to hide anything back there are you?"
Me: "Well... yes sir I am." (somewhat of a smart assed statement)
Officer: "Would you and your friend mind stepping out of the vehicle please sir??"
So we walk around to the back of the truck.
Officer: "So before I find out for myself, would you like to explain what you're hiding back there??"
Me: "Well... speakers mostly...."
Me: "Oh and some wires too" (I know I know, I was a stupid little smart ass)
Officer: "Well would you mind letting me take a look in your vehicle??"
Me: "No, go ahead.."
Officer: Would you and your friend please wait right here for me, and don't move OK??"
(I know you're not going to believe this next part but I swear to God it happened..)
Me: OK
Officer: (Rummages through the back seat first, then looks shocked, and starts walking back to us with something in his hand) "And what is this??"
I almost fainted.. My girlfriend has a pet rabbit, and we feed it alfalfa grass as a treat because it loves the stuff. Well, when you buy it from the store it comes in a ceran wrap wrapper, and once you open it, you can't close the bag back up. So to keep it from drying out and stuff, we open the package and put the grass in a zipplock baggie, which of course he had in his hand a small zipplock bag stuffed to the brim with a green leafy substance. After I regained myself, and then once I stopped laughing I told him what it was, and he smelled it and agreed that it wasn't what it looked like, he let us go... although I did get a warning from him to remove a knife that was in the backseat.
I was in high school, I think it was my senior year, and I had just gotten a 1988 chevy s-10 blazer.( I loved that truck;-0 ) I was in the slow process of putting a rather large stereo into it, and so the dash and interior panelling were not screwed down, they were just hanging there halfway until I was finished. I had a friend with me, it was a friday night, and I was headed into town when I got pulled over by the local PD. The dialog was something as follows.
Me: "Hello Officer, what's the problem?"
Officer: "I noticed that your license plate light is out. Can I see
your license and registration please?"
Me: "Here ya go."
Officer: "Mr. Woodruff have you been drinking or using any illegal substances today, or do you have any in the vehicle with you?"
Me: "No sir, I haven't.."
Officer: "I see those panels and the dash look like they've been removed recently, you're not trying to hide anything back there are you?"
Me: "Well... yes sir I am." (somewhat of a smart assed statement)
Officer: "Would you and your friend mind stepping out of the vehicle please sir??"
So we walk around to the back of the truck.
Officer: "So before I find out for myself, would you like to explain what you're hiding back there??"
Me: "Well... speakers mostly...."
Me: "Oh and some wires too" (I know I know, I was a stupid little smart ass)
Officer: "Well would you mind letting me take a look in your vehicle??"
Me: "No, go ahead.."
Officer: Would you and your friend please wait right here for me, and don't move OK??"
(I know you're not going to believe this next part but I swear to God it happened..)
Me: OK
Officer: (Rummages through the back seat first, then looks shocked, and starts walking back to us with something in his hand) "And what is this??"
I almost fainted.. My girlfriend has a pet rabbit, and we feed it alfalfa grass as a treat because it loves the stuff. Well, when you buy it from the store it comes in a ceran wrap wrapper, and once you open it, you can't close the bag back up. So to keep it from drying out and stuff, we open the package and put the grass in a zipplock baggie, which of course he had in his hand a small zipplock bag stuffed to the brim with a green leafy substance. After I regained myself, and then once I stopped laughing I told him what it was, and he smelled it and agreed that it wasn't what it looked like, he let us go... although I did get a warning from him to remove a knife that was in the backseat.
And you didn't get a ticket or taken in for simulated controlled substance, even after the smart ass remarks. I've seen a lot of people talk themselves into going to jail. As for not knowing the tint was too dark, that's reasonable and common; but you are still responsible for the vehicle. Check for that stuff in the future. 
He finally figured out that I wasn't carrying anything and started in on me again, this time the veteran cop said that he had seen me cross over the overpass at a high rate of speed. At this point I explained that I had exited before getting to that overpass and after realizing that I was about to run out of gas had gotten back on the other side of that overpass. I even pointed out where there was fresh mud on my car from doing the u-turn in a place that is notorious for holding water for days after the last rain, and it had been days since the last rain. The rookie then got in my face, screaming at me that I was a liar and that he was going to make sure that my life was a living hell. During his little screaming fit, the veteran cop got a call on his radio (they had already finished checking me out, so I figure it was a call saying that they had either sighted the real speedster or that another jurisdiction had caught him) and he started to back toward his cruiser calling for the rookie to leave me alone and get in his car. The rookie wasn't finished yet, he turned to me and yelled (standing toe to toe) that he was going to sleep well that night knowing that I was a f*ing liar. At this point I had had about enough of what was going on and I yelled right back that he was basically one crazy SOB and that he needed to calm down. He huffed off, chatted with the veteran, and they both hopped in their crusiers and took off at a high rate of speed.
