Had just bought the Ram and was driving it home on a PA transit license plate, which is paper.
It rained. The license plate went away.
They stopped me and concluded that my paperwork was obviously fake because they didn't know PA had paper license plates and running the VIN came back to someone who isn't me (GEE COULD IT POSSIBLY BE THE SAME GUY MY PAPERWORK SAYS I BOUGHT IT FROM!?)
Supervisor declared them to be morons, but told them they couldn't let me drive away without a license plate. So that's a nonconsenual tow, which isn't allowed to be a "take this heap and me to my house" deal.
So they had to do something with me. Across state lines. In an area with no cab service. Well, fuck it. Search for drugs. Several destroyed plastic clips later, nothing.
So hey, let's run a field sobriety check. In 33 degree rain and a t-shirt. They got no eye dilation response from the flashlight in the eye thing (couldn't possibly have to do with the fact they were backlit by 1 trillion lumens of LED lighting at eye level on top of the squad car) and I was shivering from the cold.
So they concluded I was high, towed the truck, dragged me off to the hospital for a blood test and dumped me in jail.
The only things I got out of the ordeal was a $300 towing billand a $30 bill from the hospital for the blood test (which, technically, PSP owes me for because I was never charged - but it costs more than $30 to get a lawyer to file paperwork to get paid)
Same general story as Roadkill getting stopped on the Lemons rally, except their paperwork was even sketchier and they had cameras pointed at them, so "Fuck it, get out of here I don't want to deal with it" won out over "Fuck it, I don't want to deal with it, let's increase my stats"