Many years ago when I was younger and more reckless, (I was nothing more than a kid, probably 19), I was in Florida and got pulled over for speeding. Technically, I suppose I was pulled over for racing, because the Infiniti G20 in the next lane and I decided to test out our 0-100mph acceleration. I won the race. The cops clocked me at 90mph, and suddenly I see two sets of blue lights in my rearview. So I pull over of course, and I hear the cops yelling at me (and the 3 friends I had in the car). The lawdogs were barricaded behind their opened doors with guns drawn. I couldn't believe it. The policemen were yelling "GET THE FUK OUT OF THE CAR!" so my friend Alan in the front passenger opens his door and they yell "GET THE FUK BACK IN THE CAR DUMBASS! ONLY THE DRIVER--GET OUT!" So...I got out. They kicked my feet apart and proceeded to search me, and then my 3 friends, and then the car. Even as a kid back then, I knew they weren't supposed to search me without my consent, but these cops didn't ask. The only asking they did was done by yelling and poiinting firearms. I suppose going 90mph with another car constitutes probable. I, being a fine southern gentlemen, was quite polite and cordial. In the end, they found my ancient fake ID, and 3 six packs in the trunk, and I failed a sobriety test despite being completely sober. I calmly explained to the policemen that I was not at all drunk, and that it was my plan to get drunk, if the officers would be so kind as to let me go. They cut my ID in half and took our beer and let us on our way, without a ticket. I suppose they didn't write me up becuase then they probably couldn't drink my beer. >8^)