By: Mike McDaniel During my police days, I came to realize that there is nothing as funny as the look on a citizen’s face when they realize they’ve just run into a marked police car. I was hit three times by hapless citizens. In one incident, I was stopped in a turn lane, waiting for a light to change, when a woman turned far too widely and ran right into my left front fender. As both vehicles settled on their suspensions, I peered through the windshield at the shaken woman, who took a few seconds to return to reality, a completely stunned look settling on her face. Then she focused on me. I smiled and waved; her eyes bugged out, shot up to my lightbar, back down to me, back up to the lightbar, her jaw dropped open, and all the color drained from her face, just as in a cartoon.