I got stopped one night, and I'm still not sure why.
It was probably September or early October here in Florida (this was a good seven or eight years ago), and a rainstorm had just passed through so it was nice and cool. We needed bread, so I decided to walk since the store was only a half-mile away. I got to the intersection where I had to cross to get to the store, when these two officers get out of their parked car and stop me. They asked what I was doing, I told them I was walking to the store. They asked whether it was kind of wet to go for a walk, and I said precisely jack, because I was just some high school kid. Then they asked for an ID, which I didn't have given the fact that I don't typically bring my wallet to buy two dollars worth of bread. They also mentioned that I resembled someone they'd been looking for, but let me go (my theory being that I wasn't acting tough, but rather scared and confused), I bought some bread, and went home.