I had such a case. I walk around the city in the evening toward the house. Here, suddenly, a DPS car drives me and signals me to press to the side. I get up, an employee approaches, asks to present a driver's license, a shirt and a Osago policy. I give the police, and I can't find the driver's license and the sickle anywhere. I am almost in panic, and the employee with a light smile stretches my documents and tells me to be more attentive. I found them out in the morning on the gasoline, and they apparently were somewhere nearby. They searched for me all day.