First Car Feaver

Hi people! thought I would tell you (as Paul Harvey would say) The rest of the story, of my first night with the dart. To tell this part I have to go back to when I was driving the FURD Falcon, I was 17 then and my broth-in-law gave me a beer while I was at their house one night. Not being a beer drinking guy back then (mainly because of a bad experience with a guy named RALLLLPHHHH after drinking a few hamm's drafts at the age of 15) I put the unopened bottle of beer in the glove box of my falcon. That beer stayed there through all the torture that I inflicted on thet poor little falcon. It all so road in the glove box of the Galaxi and finnally found it's was to live in the glove compartment of the 70 dart. So now that that is explaned back to the night and my visit with the state patrolman. After being pulled over the nice officer invited me to sit in his patrol car with him. His first question was "What in the hell did you thing you where doing blowing by be sitting on the side of the road? "and "Just how fast where you going?" I didn't tell him that that was two question not one! So I explained to him that I had just bought the car that day, didn't see him sitting there because it was dark and was watching the road not the speedometer.
Next question he had was, "how much beer have you drank?" "because I can smell it on you!" So I informed him that I only had two. Later in life I would learn that this is always the answer to that question. Next he wanted to see the paper work to show that I had just bought the car. As we walked back to my dart I remembered the beer in the glove box that was sitting on top of my sales papers. Now my friend who was sitting in my car waiting for my return knew about the famous beer in the glove box!! So I rushed to his side of the car tapped on the window and informed him as quickly as I could talk to get the paper work out of the glove box. He tore the glove box door open grabbed the beer and shoved it between his legs all without the patrolman seeing. But a funny thing happens when you shove a hard round object between you leg while sitting down like that.... Hard round object meet two somewhat oval object causing males extrem pain in the nuther regions of their Anatomy. The officer did look him over pretty good with the flashlight prior to looking at my paper work. Then asked me to have a seat in his patrol car again. He then said that he should give me a DUI because I was drinking and driving, but he could tell that I wasn't effected all that much by the beer I had drank. So then he thought he would give me a neglegent driving ticket for being stupid. And finnally ended up giving me a ticket for doing 70 in a 50, with instruction to go home park my car and take care of my friend because he could tell he was wasted from the look on his face. (funny thing is Vic hadn't drank a thing) I got back in my car, the officer left and Vic asked in a very pained vioce as he was trying to take a breath "Now! can I throw this FU***ING beer out!!! I politely responded YES!