Not Again

When I was pulled over for going 12 mph over the posted speed in a construction site after drinking a few months ago, I was told that once you start to get pulled over, it doesn't stop. I disregarded this comment as hogwash. I guess it's true though.
Last night I was on my way to rehearsal, and noticed the po-po tailing me after I turned a corner. I was going about 5 over the speed limit, but no one goes less then 10 under at that spot, so I wasn't too concerned. Regardless, I decided to reduce my speed. A car in the other lane started to pass me, and the cop turned on his lights. My first thought was, what an idiot, he's going to be pulled over for passing me. Then I realized I was getting pulled over.
I was right in front of the theater at this time. Not only do I have to deal with the rubber neckers on the road looking at me, but the cast was arriving for rehearsal as well and would inevitably see me. My luck is amazing.
The cop came to my window and said he needed my license and registration. As I pulled out my registration, I asked if I had been speeding. He told me no, but would not elaborate any further. Whatever, I decided to lay low and let this predicament play itself out. He took my registration and compared the numbers on it with those on my windshield.
I'm no aficionado of police policy, but I could tell at this time this was no routine stop. I was getting a little nervous. The cop gave me everything back and apologized for troubling me. Sorry, but I need a little more of an explanation then that. The officer explained that a car matching my car's description had been stolen earlier in the day.
Seriously, are people really that hard up for a car or cash? I won't say that my car is complete trash, but if I was going to steal something, I would target something with a few less miles on it and not so many scratches and dents. Also, couldn't the cop have run my license plate in the 5 minutes he spent following me and realized this wasn't the car he needed? It would have saved me a few minutes of my day and he wouldn't have had to get out of his car on such a cold day.