I also have a story from when I was a kid, occasionally we'd whip a snowball or something at passing cars at night back when we was young. Well, maybe it happened that one of our group wasn't so detail oriented and decided to take his shot at a Crown Vic, which obviously turned out to be a squad car. Lights flash on and he hauls right to where we had been standing. Kids all scattered into the backyard and started cutting across lawns but I didn't have great wheels. I jumped through a row of hedges right at the front of the property and just laid still. Spotlight starts sweeping across the property, but the officer must have been tracking the runners and trying to figure out if it was worth chasing them down. Meanwhile, I'm stone still in the glare of the light, just under a large bush, totally unseen. Guy gave up and drove on, I was maybe 12 feet away.