Anyway, back to checking plugs, connections, etc... and two cop cars park behind me. I'm thinking "Oh, crap! Here comes the smog referee." So I close the hood and play it cool. They ask me if I know why they are there and I assume it's to help my stranded ***. But evidently my car fits the description of a car involved in an armed robbery and some sexual assaults. The only description they have of the suspect is Hispanic and a tatoo on his arm. I'm hispanic and yep, tatoo on my arm.
So they run my info and meanwhile they ask if they can search my car. I say sure hoping they won't pop the hood. He does and comes back to me asking if I know what is wrong with the car because it looks like there is quite a bit of work under there. I tell him it's just dress up stuff
Well they radio another police department and everything gets cleared up and they let me go. All in all both officers were pretty cool. They didn't even pat me down until they asked if they could search the car and they were both suprisingly chill considering for all they knew I was the guy they were looking for. When they learned I used to be a Marine aircraft mech they tell me there is an opening for a Helo mech with the sherriffs and tell me to check it out. They made sure I had AAA and apologized for taking up my time. And in the end what was wrong with the car? Intercooler piping popped off! Doh!
