Only once in my life I get an outcome not favorable to me when dealing with a cop. Tired to scale a wall to gain access to a concert.
Hayull, once finished eating a joint after being pulled over for going down a one way street, in the wrong direction. All the cop did, as he watched me finish that nasty thing with nothing to drink, was have some gal drive who hadn't been drinking (much); sent us on our way. 1974.
Other than that, a bunch of yes sirs, no sirs and I left with a ticket in each case.