Germany.

In all fairness, I pretty much knew I was going to get dinged on the exhaust and the tires. The little peckerhead really pissed me off about the zip tie thing, though. There was absolutely no reason why I couldn't throw one or two (I was actually going to do all four corners) right there with no one else waiting. He was just trying to throw around his "official authority" the only time and place he gets to have the upper hand on someone that outranks his SrA butt...