turnpike exit at commercial. i was waiting in the line because the traffic gets backed up at that exit, and this police charger comes in the emergency lane, cuts off the car behind me, gets behind me, and 30 seconds later hits the siren and lights. so i turn around and he points and tells me to pull over. he comes up to the car, starts like looking at my wheels and touching them and shit and hes like "well something is broken here, either the rims or the tires" and i said "no sir, its a new style, called stretched tires" and he mumbled something and said im being pulled over for my illegal exhaust and that it has to be factory and blah blah blah and then takes my info and goes to his car. he comes back and says, "well ill give you a warning on the speed... so sign here" and im like "wait what? i thought this was about my exhaust?" and hes like "yea well i know you fly around here, all you damn street race car kids" and obviously i dont feel like fighting and i was late for work so i signed his fucking paper and he gives me a $115 ticket for my exhaust not being factory and being too loud
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and he said he should write me up for improper wheels or something like that which he said was like $200