Tonight Ron says no more.

I was leaving Manning tonight, when the instant I turn out of the parking lot, a clemson city cop pulls up behind me so close to my bumper I couldn't even see his headlights. He follows me this closely for another mile, then into downtown. I don't know why, but tonight I felt that enough was enough. I brake checked him, and he almost ran into the back of my car. I could see the expression on his face in my rear view mirror, he was that close. After the brake check, I hit the gas and turn off onto a side street and park. The cop comes flying around the corner and pulls in behind me, blocking me in and switches on his blue lights. He throws the door open, already screaming at me in his pig language. I step out the car calmly, and hand him my licesnse and car registration. One pig takes the information, and the other starts yelling at me about hitting my brakes, almost causing him to hit me. Very laxly, I inform him that he was riding me entirely too closely, casuing an extremely unsafe condition for me and for him. I told him that I knew he was a cop, and that it was acceptable for him to get close enough to run my plates if he had deemed nessecary, but I wasn't speeding, nor was I swerving. So him following me so closely was unsafe and I didn't do anything wrong. By this time, 3 more cop cars pull up, each containing 2 more police officers. So now we're up to 8 cops, and 1 me. at this point, I didn't even bother to say anything else. So another cop starts yelling that he's gonna write me a ticket for this and this. I simply replied that he should write me whatever ticket he thought I deserved, and when the time for court came I would be there and he could explain the situation to the judge. At that point, 2 cars full of pigs left. Still fuming, the officer tells me not to do it again and leaves.
I don't know what made me do it, and it probably wasn't the smartest thing to do. But tonight, I just felt enough was enough. Go figure.