Listen, we've all been there.
We've all been at a stop light when a cop pulls up next to you and your first instinct is to freeze, pretend everything is all right, and try your hardest not to get pulled over for something you absolutely didn't do two miles back. We've also had the second thought. The intrusive thought. The thought that says, "I can take him." and then just pound your foot to the floor, or pin your wrist all the way back, and drag race the copper to the next light.
