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I've had A LOT of these moments in my time.
One summer in high school me, my brother and 2 friends used to steal my mothers car and go out raising hell. We used to go and peel out in this dudes yard leaving large ruts ALL OVER his yard. We destroyed that yard and did it almost every night of that summer. Finally, we got bored just leaving ruts and I (the driver) decided to run over the mail box, after hitting the mail box we decided that was lots of fun so we got out the car jack and starting playing a little mailbox baseball. When we got home there 3 cop cars waiting at my house. I backed up to evade and another cop car pulled up behind and the cops all drew their guns. We all freaked out. It seems that one of the people who's mailbox we destroyed was able to get my tag number. I didn't learn my lesson at the time though because they questioned a friend in another car and for some reason it just struct me as funny watching my friend sitting there all solemn getting questioned and I had to stifle my laughter. The cop questioning me got all bent outta shape that I wasn't taking the situation seriously. Luckily, we were all turned over to our parents custody. I took the heat and got probation.
Only time in my life I've ever had multiple firearms pointed at me. I guess I'm real lucky those cops weren't trigger happy.
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