I remember one time I'd been doing yard work and had my hair wrapped up to keep dirt and some sweat out of it. I got in the car and went off to my (now) ex's house. The road ran past that country ass courthouse in the northern part of the county and I got pulled over just in front of it after going through a stoplight that I'd been stopped at so I couldn't possibly have been speeding. I was like 20 with the life experience of a fundie kid who was discouraged from leaving the house until 18 and stupid as FUCK and for some stupid fucking reason thought it would be cute and / or funny to lean out the drivers window and yell "what could I possibly have done???" The officer literally started stuttering and apologizing and told me "you just went around the corner a little too fast sorry maam drive safe" and got back in his car and sped off. I was so confused. Later it occurred to me that he suddenly realized I was white (I was also really cute to the extent that I'm kind of enjoying the reduction in attention now I've gotten older).
When I tell this story to other white people I say that I don't think I should've gotten my ass beat and honestly I probably shouldn't have gotten pulled over. But I was also being a little bit of a 20 year old little shit. And the moral of the story is that I think everybody should have the right to be a 20 year old li'l shit (just a little, obvs. There's limits). There are so many times in my life that I have just gotten through by sheer luck because someone gave me the benefit of the doubt. Somebody looked at me and saw a dumb kid fucking up and said,"look, that was kinda shitty of you, here's how you're supposed to handle that." It's literally saved my life multiple times over. I got my ass beat by the cops during a mental health crisis where somebody who wasn't some cute little white chick would've just got shot. I would not be living the life I'm living now if people hadn't been so kind to me (or at least gone easier on me than they might've otherwise).
And honestly I just think everybody deserves the benefit of the doubt at least most of the time. And it's not being ungrateful for what I have to say that (because that's usually how this conversation comes up). In fact, I think a lot of people are really ungrateful for how many times in their lives that someone looked at them and saw someone who needed help when something as small as a darker shade of skin could've meant they saw someone malicious.
Anyway that's my soapbox.