It’s early July and you’re out in your convertible. You stop at a red light. A cop in a Tahoe pulls up alongside you and is looking right down at you.
You’re not wearing a seat belt. Holstered to your hip is a 45 caliber handgun for which you have no permit. Several bags of fireworks are sitting in plain sight on the back seat.
Oh, and you have no car insurance.
You’re sweating. A lot.
The light turns green and you can stop sweating now. Once you’re moving again the breeze is back and you’re no longer sitting, baking in the hot mid summer sun.
You see that’s why you were sweating. The cop in the Tahoe had nothing to do with it. All that stuff is legal.
Welcome to New Hampshire.
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