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There's been a few, but my all time favorite was when I was living on the west coast. My daily driver was a brown 69 cuda440. I was moving from Vancouver to a small town outside of the city, and, I needed to drive my 74 brown Duster 318 out to my new digs. In typical Grant fashion, I just swapped the plates for the 40mile drive. As I rounded the cloverleaf onto Hwy 1, I got pulled over in a spot check. In BC, my Barracuda was listed as a Valiant Barracuda on the registration, and my Duster as a Valiant Duster. The cop who stopped me started a walk around, and verified the license plate matched my registration. I was out of the car, leaning on it so I would block the dash VIN in case it came to his mind to check it out. Well, instead, he starts telling me how his brother had a Duster just like mine, and asked me to open the hood. Yup, he says, his had a 440 stock as well. I just had to play along as much as I wanted to call him on BS. After all was said and done, I drove off laughing.

Grant