Nothing Good Happens After Midnight

So the other day I decided to enter a race at midnight. No, I didn't decide at midnight to enter the race, I decided to enter a race that started at midnight. The race was in support of Special Olympics and took place on Tomahawk Creek Parkway. One of the sponsors was the Leawood Police Department. I got there early and registered for the race. Had a nice talk with the guys from KLJC, the local Christian radio station that I was listening to on the drive over. Did a nice mile and a half warm up. There were about 200 or so people that started the race. Nice flat course. It was a fun race with areas of dark and light. I ran negative splits the whole way. Passed a bunch of people. Set a PR for the 5K, running a 21:36 (6:58 per mile) Finished 2nd in my age group and 11th over all. Got a nice silver medal. Headed out for home about 1AM. I was driving south on one of the main drags when I noticed a police car behind me. I turned off and the car stayed behind me. Then I turned off again and the police car lit me up. I pulled over and waited for the officer to come and talk to me. First time stopped in over twenty years. Turns out my brake lights were flickering. There is a short in the system. The officer was really nice. I got a complimentary warning to get my lights fixed. She also thanked me for running the race. Then she asked if I was my daughter's father. I remember telling my kids often that nothing good happens after midnight. I'll have to remember that the next time I go on a midnight run...