An appropriate vehicle for getting plastered and then driving well in excess of the speed limit.
(Don't know that Grant drank much while he was president, but his speeding was the bane of the D.C. police department.)
A D.C. cop once pulled him over then was covered with confusion when he realized who he'd stopped. "Officer, do your duty," said Grant. He always paid the piper for his dancing. And he was a brave man, refusing narcotics for pain from his throat cancer so he could finish his autobiography to support his family.
Full disclosure: I'm as southern as they come, but my cousin Julia Dent married U.S. Grant. She must have seen something in him.
‘(Don’t know that Grant drank much while he was president, but his speeding was the bane of the D.C. police department.)’
He didn’t, and yes it was a concern for the DC constables. At one point a constable gave him a ticket.