aw man... I remember a cop spooking me now that you mention it...
I was 16, racing through a yellow light to pick up my friend, on the way to see the Grateful Dead in Chicago & I had all the LSD for both of us, plus a little extra, in my shirt pocket...
well, I guess the light turned, & just about that time, I noticed the lead car was a cop... so, when I looked in the mirror & he was whipping a U-turn, & I was rolling down the window, had three hits of clear blotter acid in my hand & the big debate running through my mind... out the window? in the mouth?...
as the cop got closer, the urgency of the situation grew... out the window? in the mouth?...
finally, I decided 3 hits was better then none, so I ate the acid, braced myself for a traffic ticket, & watched the cop speed pasts me seconds later, in pursuit of a donut for all I know...
oh yeah... should mention the Dead played an extra psychedelic show that night!!