You're driving late at night at no more than 5 MPH over the local speed limit. There isn't much traffic on the road, so you assume that no sane officer would go through the trouble of pulling you over.

You're just about to reach your exit when you hear the sound of tires peeling out, followed by police the sound and flashing sirens. You check your rear view mirror, and sure enough, there's a cruiser coming after you.

You pull over, and a female officer steps out, not even bothering to leave her fingerprint on the back of your car. She doesn't look too happy, and you see she's got a big, silver revolver on her hip as she approaches the driver side window. Yet, she's probably secretly loving this, since she's obviously already the type to give you zero grace speed, and the only reason for her to do that was because she enjoyed doing that sort of thing.

"...Alright, punk. License n' registration, now!" she barks, removing her aviator glasses.