Ah, the years of my youth!...
Getting chased by jealous boyfriends - driving all over town, and even a turn around the cop shop with no help at all! What I would have given for a cell phone that night!
Drinking waaaaay to much on my 21st b'day - I recall, the road I was on, pulled to the side with my door open, leaning out, puking my guts.
I sit up, and there, in my mirror, were the nice colored lights, like on a squad car. Oops I was a squad car.
Officer walks up to the car:
Officer: Are you alright sir?
jhasz (trying to act all sober and shit): yessir.
Officer: Have you been drinking ?
jhasz: only a couple of beers, officer, it is my 21st birthday
After this point, I don't remember a thing, until I wake up in the morning, on the floor next to my bed, head in the trashcan.
I got up, walked past my dad in the living room as nonchalantly as I possibly could, out to the garage. Wheew! No dents, no blood, no damage.
That basically cured me of over indulging in adult beverages, especially when I'm driving.
To this day, I have no idea what happened after that point in my conversation with the LEO. He may have driven me home, for all I know. Dad never mentioned anything, ever. And the car was in the garage - a one car garage.