Was smoking with my friend in my car in a dead end street that we have done many of times. I take a hit out of the pipe, and she says "cop", i look up into my rear view mirror (We are parked facing the dead end) and I see nobody, no car, nothing. I look forward and a cop on a bicycle coming out a walking path and is no more than 2 yards in front of my car. I've been holding the hit in for a little to long and just exhale as he comes riding pass my window. I look at her and say, "fuck me, game over". The cop rides past, does a U-Turn and taps on my window. I roll it down and he says, "What are you two doing?", I'm in shock and lock jawed, and don't even muster out a word. She says, "Smoking a Cig" and he then asks for our ID's. We both give him our ID's and he calls them in. He has a hard time with my last name and I correct him ever so politely. Dispatch says something, and he hands our ID's back and just rides off.

That is the only time I've been stopped by police.

After the cop started riding off, I should have yelled, "THATS a NICE bike, IS that a HUFFY?"