Warning: The following is a slight exaggeration to an otherwise true story. The place and events are correct, however the quotes may be slightly inflated. Not a story for those incapable of comprehending exaggeration for making a point.
Was pulled over one time by a female Trooper for "speeding" though the SUV in front of me was pulling away. She asked me about the front plate that was amiss on the front of of 94 Mark VIII. The conversation went as such:
"I noticed you don't have a front plate on your car".
"It's in my trunk. I will put it back on".
"I clocked you doing 70 in a 65".
"I am not the droid you are looking for.", I replied.
"You are not the droid I am looking for.", she stated.
"I can go about my business."
"You may go about your business." She went on to add, "Move along, move along!"
Only problem I ever had with a front plate in Ohio.
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