Last police officer that pulled me over was a PA State Trooper, 1 block from the townhouse. Fortunately, the trooper is my roommate. His partner turned the lights on me because the center brake light was out, and he thought I was possibly drunk, since he pulled me over at 1:30 in the morning. My roommate knows that I'm 1) diabetic, 2) on the spectrum and 3) can't stand the taste or smell of any alcoholic beverages. He let me go with a verbal warning. Later that morning, he offered to change the bulb. I couldn't get at the bulb, and I didn't want him to be late for work, so I took the car to my cousin's garage and paid him $5.00 to do the job.