Must tell a story about moving reloading stuff from California to Arizona.
About 4 years ago I purchased a ton (literally) of reloading stuff from a former neighbor from when I lived in San Diego. Included was 15-20 pounds of various powders, huge quantities of primers, bullets galore ... you get the picture.
OK, loaded all this into the bed of a Ford Ranger, locked down the hard tonneau cover, and headed to Phoenix. First thing I noticed was the poor little Ranger was a bit overloaded, not much acceleration, headlights scanning the sky.
No real problems driving on I8 through California, a little slow through the mountains. Into Arizona, east of Yuma, a Border Patrol check point, oh no, this could be interesting.
And, the dogs are on duty.
So, here I am with 'explosive materials', in an overloaded truck (could be full of illegals). I am starting to sweat !!
Pull up to the officer, he gives me the hard stare, I know I'm about to have a heart attack. And then, he waves me through ! Trying to stay calm, I smile and head on down the road.
Got home and made sure the bourbon had not spoiled in my absence ...