In 1999 I was driving down the road with my wife around 8pm outside of Memphis in a 1997 blue Cavalier. I was pulled over and asked to exit the vehicle, then was handcuffed - not arrested - and put in the back of the squad car while the police officer requested that my wife remove her dress. She did, while I watched from the back of the car. He then came back over to me, uncuffed me, and let me go. No warning, no citation, nothing. Maybe he thought she was ugly? Maybe he thought better of it? I don't know, but it's hard to trust cops now. After watching that video, I'm just glad I didn't try to report him.