True things like that happen when you're a cop. Back in 1970, when I was home on leave from the US Army, I was riding shotgun with my father who was the police chief of a small town in South King County Washington. We were running radar and got a hot one doing 45 mph in a 25 mph zone. We set out in persuit with lights flashing but the car wouldn't stop. My father blew the horn and the car kept going, then he blew the siren. The car immediately pulled to the side of the road. As we approached the car, he on the drivers side, me on the passengers side, we heard the female occupant bemoan, "You 've made me pee my pants!"
To be sure, there she sat in the drivers seat amid a puddle of water and alligator tears streaking her cheeks.
I laughed the whole time it took my father to write the citation. Since he couldn't begin writting until he had stopped laughing it turned out to be the longest traffic stop I was ever involved with.
Seems the lady had to go, but the only public restroom was in gas station on the other end of town.