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Weird thing just happened to me when we were eating this dinner.... J says "there's a cop car out front." I get up, look out and figure, whatev. 2 minutes later, knock on the door. Cop asks if he can come in, I say yes. He asks me if I was just out in my car, a black Mazda 3. I tell him yes, picking up my daughter. Asks me if there were any incidents during the drive. No, says I. He says a guy saw me hit his car, then (ALLEGEDLY) I got out of my car and wiped it "clean" of scratches or whatever, and then the guy jumps in his car- starsky and hutch-like, I imagine....and follows me to my house, calls the cops. Then the cop says, "Can I see the car." Sure! Pass through the dining room to get to the kitchen then to the garage. Look at my loved ones (you can imagine the look on their faces). He checks the car, no scratches, really, no damage. Turns out, its the wrong plate number as well. And by the way, always tell your loved ones and especially your kids: NEVER admit to anything. The cop right there wanted me to admit to something. Once you do, that's it. You're toast. Even if you did it deny or take the 5th.