Two times.
First was at Fort Polk during AIT. My buddy had somehow got his hands on a bottle of Wild Turkey and we didn't know anybetter than to finish it off one night while on overnight field maneuvers. Next morning we missed the ten mile march and knew we better stay low, so, all day we stayed in out shelter, no water, no food and to top it off, the Company Commander showed up to inspect our camp. We were two nervous 19 year olds. And it was one hot August day in Louisiana.
A very few years later at the local deserted stretch of country road we raced on, the State Police and Sheriff showed up. I had open headers and slicks on the Duster waiting for the lightweights to finish to see who I was gonna race. The law told every one to leave except the two guys that were lined up when they showed. Well, no way I could start the Duster, so my wife and I hit the woods. The Sheriff called a wrecker and left, that was our cue to sprint to the car and head home. I didn't drive in town for a few weeks after that.