Step aside, Wayne and Garth; you no longer hold the title for World's Greatest Rendition of Bohemian Rhapsody, Car Division.
Apparently in Canada, when you get picked up for public intoxication by the Royal Canadian Mounted Police, you plead your case for freedom. When that plea is met with silence, you fill that silence with Queen's rock operatic classic.
We don't care what this guy's blood alcohol level was. As far as we're concerned, being able to remember every single word of a six-minute Queen song (including lines like, "Scaramouche! Scaramouche! Will you do the Fandango?") proves sobriety far better than reciting the alphabet backwards while walking a straight line with your eyes closed.
He even ad-libs the final line to rhyme--"Nothing really matters/Even the R.C.M.P."--in a touching tribute to Canada's finest.