You must have grown up in a town where the cops didn’t prey on teens
I grew up in a suburb,and at a time,where a "crime wave" was kids setting off cherry bombs.I also grew up in a household in which you knew that if you ran into trouble with the Principal or the police your problems were only *beginning* when the folks found out.
As a result,cherry bombs were as far as I went while in my teens.
The cops in my town will stop you for wearing your hat backwards in your car after dark. I got stopped on my street one night coming home after working late. As a sports photographer for colleges, I often turn my hat around because otherwise it will hit against the camera. I forgot to turn it around one night as I loaded up the car and drove home. I turned onto my street at about 12:30 AM. The cop pulled me over and was clearly surprised to find a balding 50+ year old guy behind the wheel.
The cop wanted to know where I was going, where I was coming from, and if I had been drinking. I told the cop I was going home (and pointed to my house), that I hadn’t started drinking yet—but would have a beer when I got home.
The cop told me I was stopped because I seemed to turn quickly when he pulled out behind me.
I just looked at him as if he was as stupid as he was. I asked him if he stopped everyone who turned in front of him?
No answer.
I never believed my daughter was right when she told me that cops looked for that when kids were driving through town. I know better now.