The Gun Guy
A Traffic Stop Gone Right
It was 1993 and I was on patrol. At a stop light I noticed the tags on the vehicle in front of me were expired, and when the light turned green and we began to move, I hit the blue lights. The driver pulled over, I approached the car, introduced myself, announced the reason for the stop, and the first thing the driver said to me was, “I have a gun.”
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