one thing i respect about your story is that you wrote in a comprehendible way unlike many other stories that come up here... Ive never been pulled over but ive had my fair share of close calls. I figure ill share one cause everyone likes stories. Theres a hill near my high school called "the black hill" obviously its a black hill, but this is where me and my friends often hang out, and also where we and many others smoke pot. So one day im walking down this hill with a buddy of mine at lunch and maybe 8 or 9 kids coming running past me ( one holding a lit bowl). Im really stoned at this point but i had already blazed at a different spot and put all my shit in my pack. Needless to say i was a bit sketched out because i had nothing to do with that and i had an eight sitting comfortably in the main section of my backpack. All these kids looked and dressed like me so even though me and my buddy were the only ones walking he assumed we were with them. He tells us to stop and we turn around and wait for him to come down the hill a bit. He basically asks us what were doing and if we know those kids. Of course we say no, however he obviously expected that answer and continued to question us. He Then looks me in the eyes and says get out of here and i wont search you. Of couse my eyes were really bloodshot but w/e i got away with it . Most cops in my town are douchebags but for some reason he was nice that day.