Caught in a sting in high school (small town) with a big chunk of black hash. I had my mom's car at the time; The cop who caught me happened to also be my football coach. I ended up getting the scare treatment and was out in time to pick my mom up from work. A few hours in the cell with no shoes and the fear of God put in me was quite sufficient. Good thing the dealer guy pleaded guilty to trafficking or i would have been charged for sure; also I was an A' student so he knew the charge would just have fucked up my whole life.
We used to do a lot of back-road country driving with open booze. I never drank while I drove so I would just smoke up or do a bunch of LSD. Nothing like having an officer's face trailing in front of you while you are in a car of drunks claiming not have had anything to drink. Never got arrested and must have had that scenario play out at least 3 times. My buddy once blew green after consuming the better part of a case of beer and plenty of LSD... We had a good laugh as we drove off. Good times. Im glad we never crashed the car.