I've been put in cuffs a couple of times, but released on the spot. One was an over-zealous shithead Jefferson cop who had no business pulling me over (very long story) and the other was because I was out doing some drifting in the back of an industrial complex (this was back in 2003 or so) and a cop came around the corner when I was right in the middle of killin' it. I stopped as soon as I saw him and prepared for a nice chastising. Instead, he ran up to my car and pulled me out and cuffed me. Turns out there were a bunch of ricers racing a few streets over and he thought I was one of them running from the police. He cooled down pretty quickly and I got a "failure to maintain lane" ticket when I was honest with him of what I was doing back there.

As for other aspects of my life? I haven't really done much- no drugs, no major theft (when I was like 12 I used to pocket all kinds of little shit from Wal-Mart and such), no robbing or anything like that. Hell, I never even drank or smoked green before I was 21....but not because I was some perfect little angel.

I guess the most jail-able offense I've done was ride around on a stolen motorcycle. I didn't know it at the time and found out later. Before I found out though, I was hanging out at the BP meet (this was like 2005 or so) and GCPD had blocked off the lot. I jumped on the bike and cranked it up right as officer came up to me, put his hand on my back and told me to turn it off and get off the bike. Being dumb and on a bike, I started to act like I was going to, but as soon as he turned his back I dipped out of there. When I found out the situation of the bike later, I was very grateful I made that decision....and royally pissed off at the "friend" who was letting me ride "his" bike. He got what was coming to him awhile later though.