A bunch as a teen in the 70’s, times were different then.
Later on in my motorcycle period I rarely drank more’n three beers, didn’t enjoy riding drunk. But one night I was three sheets into the wind. A Cop pulled over the buddy I was out bar hopping with, coulda easily been been me, I actually blacked out part of the ride home. Couldn’t believe I made it the next morning, the ol’ Guardian Angel was working overtime that night.
The last time I got pulled over by a Cop I was leaving a bar late, he was trolling for drunks. I passed the field sobriety test, that was thirty years ago, I can’t recall drinking and driving since then.
It’s amazing how safe drinking used to be.
