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The only time Goffeney was worried about his inability to produce his hands was when he was stopped by a police officer.

"It was two in the and I was coming home from a show," Goffeney recalls. "I passed what looked like a crime scene and was pulled over. I expected the normal 'Wow, you're driving with your feet. Do you have a license to do that?' that I usually get from police .... So I look in my mirror and the guy has already pulled out his gun and was pointing it at my car. Then he says through his speaker, 'Put both hands out the window.' So I shouted. 'I have no arms.' And he tells me, 'I'll shoot, I'll shoot,' and ends every sentence with, 'My gun is out.' Then he tells me to get out of the car and lay down. For me to unfasten my seat belt and get the door open involves a lot of squirming around and jerking, so I knew if I started all that, he'd shoot me. So I shouted again, 'I have no arms.' Next thing, he's at my door and his eyes were wide and full of adrenaline. Finally, he realizes what's going on and he says, 'Okay, okay. But do you know how many people we've had to shoot this year?'"

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