Well I think the funniest one I had was when I owned a garage that specialised in Aston Martins and i had picked up a customers Aston Martin DB6 Volante that had had its soft top slashed and broken into, now I had to drive through Liverpool to get a quote on its repair since I did not do the soft tops myself.
Anyways this scruffy looking Ford Cortina with 2 scruffy looking dudes came along side me and showed this plastic sign which simply had "POLICE" on it, "Yeah" I thought fuck you dudes I'm not falling for that one..... and I floored the throttle, well they kept following me until I got the the repair shop and they got out of their cars brandishing their warrant cards....
Ummmm these 2 dudes where from the stolen car division of the local Police force, the thing that got them was although I was 24 at the time I looked about 17 and they thought I was a "joy rider"
good job I had all the right paper work on me...
