I was stopped by an officer of the law. He at no time told me anything. At NO time. He took my license and registration, ran them (judging by the time consumed) against the entire population of NY City. He returned my papers to me, and said "Drive carefully". Incredibly, he gave me what appeared to be a sincere smile, and walked away. Were I not somewhat cautious about people with guns who are trained in their use, I'd have gotten out of the car and intimidated him with my height (which I have, and by my physique (which is more than a bit of a joke).
My husband...please, God, make him go to work or get a hobby....lol