When Michael was driving his Rolls while wearing a disguise, he was stopped by a police officer who thought the automobile "looks like a stolen car." (Of course, there is a prevailing racism among some police officers in America who routinely stop blacks who are driving expensive cars.) Michael didn't have his license with him. Worse, he had an outstanding ticket. The officer didn't believe he was the Michael Jackson, even when he removed his disguise. The next thing he knew, he was in the Van Nuys jail. Bill Bray bailed him out. Afterward, Michael said, "It was the coolest thing, ever. I never thought I'd go to jail. I loved every second of it."