A couple of days ago, a man driving a state police car pulled up right behind mine and turned on its flashing lights and briefly toggled its siren. I pulled over to the curb to see who the man was, and what he wanted. Turns out he was a state police officer wanting to ticket me for (allegedly) going 70mph in a 65mph zone.
But how could I have known it was a copper? What if it was some psychopath who had somehow acquired a perfect replica of both a police uniform, and a highway patrol car?
If only every police car in the country was required to have windshield that lit up with the word “POLICE”!
Then I’d be able to tell … well, actually, I’m not sure what it would tell me. I mean, I can already recognize police cars. They’re already covered with equipment that civilians aren’t supposed to have.