I'z doin' donuts in my car out by Sky Harbor Airport (there's this like massive dirt area where people used to party on the weekends and stuff right before VanBuren turns into Mill Ave.. IDK if that's still a thing or not.. Anywho).. My car's a 5 speed so the person I was with was teaching me how to do donuts and I smashed a trashcan. Like.. Slid into that MFer and obliterated it - did no damage to my car, though. I'd drank like 3 40's of budweiser (I was a relative lightweight back then) and we left. I popped some gum real quick and of course got pulled over. I'd left my license & insurance & everything back at my apartment, but I knew my license # by heart, so I gave it to them. They asked if I'd been drinking (No! Of course not! with 3 empty bottles under the passenger seat...) and then said something about gang activity and we could get shot or stabbed and I should go home. Which was exactly what I -didn't- do. heh.