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One of my friends is a retired cop. He said on his first week out alone in a cruiser he saw a brand new Cadillac convertible. This would have been in the mid to early 1970s. The Caddy was blazing along a 40 MPH city street at 65 or faster. The driver looked like Boss Hogg with a big cigar in his mouth. It was the very first solo traffic stop for my friend. He walked up to the driver and said "alright show me your pilot's license" and the driver whipped out a pilots license. My buddy was dumbfounded. He said all the swagger left his body and he felt like Barney Fife. He just let the guy go with a warning. He said he often wonders how many times the Caddy drive has told that story.
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Glen
49 Year member of the Porsche Club of America
1985 911 Carrera; 2017 Macan
1986 El Camino with Fuel Injected 350 Crate Engine
My Motto: I will never be too old to have a happy childhood!
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