Cops love Mopars.

A couple years ago, I was on my way home from a week night car cruise in my '68 Road Runner. A couple blocks from my street, I did a vicious burnout and went tearing down the street. This was about 10pm. Well, I didn't notice that a local police car was practically right behind me. I see the lights on and pull over right away. The cop gets out and says "you know why I pulled you over, right?" I went into the whole, "yes sir, sorry officer" routine, and after he made sure I was legal he checked out the car, we chatted about it, he returned my license and papers and said, "Look, if I had this car, I would be driving it the same way, but just watch out a little more" I thanked him and drove home.