twice, actually, when New York state's finest flipped on their lights and stopped me to take a closer look. For a moment or two, my smile waned, but not for long, as the officer walked round and round the car, grinning like a kid at Christmas...
"How fast will it go?", he asked:
"I can't speak from personal experience; I've read it's around 170 mph", I replied.
His response was to continue grinning and walking round and round, and back and forth.
The next Trooper, about 10 minutes later, apologized and said, as he walked around the car, "Well, if another officer stopped you 10 minutes ago, I'm sure not going to delay you further".
The smile is not only a permagrin, but it's infectious.
(In fairness to the two troopers, my 981S didn't have wear a license plate on either end, only a 3" x 5" temporary sticker on the lower corner of the windshield).