>my friend asked me to get the registration out of the glove box.
This one almost got me shot as a 16 year old getting pulled over for the first time, by a cop who basically forced me to speed (by riding dangerously close to my rear bumper (less than 5 feet) at night w/o any headlights on in his vehicle) just enough to pull me over, only to get a gun pulled and pressed to my skull. I was originally relieved when I saw his cop-lights go on to pull me over, because I seriously thought someone was trying to assault and/or car-jack me on a dark winding road.
Fucker gave me a ticket for not having proof of insurance, because after the incident involving his gun in my face for looking in my glove box, I still was not sure he was on-the-level and was scared AF for my goddam life every second I was in this man's presence. Including when he showed up in court to make sure I didn't rat hum out to the judge, which forced me to get stuck with all 3 bull shit "infractions" he wrote me after nearly blowing my goddam head off for trying to comply with standard requests to the best of my knowledge