>t. graveyard shift fag
>drive through smalltown at 2am, obeying all traffic laws, driving very smoothly and precisely
>car is old, but very clean and bone stock
>nobody else on the road
>pass smalltown police camping out on the main road
>he whips out behind me
>shit a cinderblock thinking i'm about to get a ticket for some bullshit
>continue driving
>leave town limits
>he rips a U-turn and goes back to his spot
>think, "fuck this guy"
>I loop around to the main road again
>pass his speed trap again, same direction
>he follows again
>exit town, he fucks off again
>loop back again
>he's not on the main road, huh
>loop around and go down the town's other road
>spot him behind a church
>same shit happens again
>repeat 3-4 more times, eventually he lights me up
>pull over
>"you crossed the center line"
>"im preetty sure i didn't" (i didn't)
>maintain friendly, slightly sarcastic demeanor
>explain away my bizarre repetitive route, answer all their questions truthfully while omitting the fact that i was deliberately fucking with them
>"do you have anything in the car"
>having never been asked this before, say "yeah I got a nuclear bomb in the trunk"
>officer sighs
>the 1 other smalltown PD officer shows up
>one field sobriety test and a bit of half-assed smalltalk later, they let me go
>they glare at me the entire time as i leave
>hour and a half well spent
You treat me like a criminal, im gonna waste enormous amounts of your time. Simple as.

Do you guys keep a vehicle emergency kit handy and if so, what's in it? I've got an old steel milkcrate with jumper cables, tiedowns, a small socket set, visegrips, etc.