Discussion in 'Kill Stories (Where Hemis Never Win)' started by no car, Dec 9, 2004.
Immediately sent me on my way
Shouldn't be to hard on the guy for doing his job. If the car was stolen I bet you wouldn't of minded so much if he stopped the guy that took it.
He told you exactly why he stopped you and everything he said was correct. You had classic plates which DO have restrictions for use. I wouldn't have been upset with the officer, he was just doing his job.
Oh please, He knew there were restrictions, but there was nothing that I was doing that would have indicated in anyway that I was breaking any of those. He obviously didn’t know the law well since he made mention of the headlights, any idiot would know a car of the 60s had sealed beam headlights. I guess you had to be there and to have seen his attitude when He first stopped me to get the entire picture. Also I doubt his captain Would’ve replied as he did if he didnt think the stop was unwarranted. Isn’t it also odd that I’ve traveled all over the country for the next 30+ years and never had it happen again? And by the way, I typically travel at night so I’m in that situation often. Typical cop sympathizers
In my regal I was out in the evening, not quite dark, but dark enough to where you need lights on, with my friends. The trans used to slip (cheap stall ) and I got mad about it popping out of gear at a stop light. So I mashed it. Car revved to about 4k and banged into gear, did a rolling burnout through the intersection right past the cop, who by the way had is lights on. He pulled me over, asked what the hell was that, I told him the transmission was slipping and that smoke was transmission fluid, which it was barfing at the time. He just told me to go home and fix it. I don't get into it with the police on a daily basis, all my other encounters can be counted on one hand, and none have ended up in me getting a ticket.
my latest encounter was my doing 75 in 40 zone .cop followed me for seve ral blks before the dreaded red lite. cop was a very young man very nice. total blown with my red 72 car. even put away his ticket book. after 45min of bs I felt very hopeful .as he walked to the pd car he suddenly turned and said-----here is your ticket. cost me $350+day in driving school. + when I got home had face the real judge. informed me another ticket -out the door you and the red car go!!! I am now 77yrs old and much smarter.kenny462.
Ha, ha, ha... "The Real Judge"!
Gotta tell this one...
College in 1971 I dated a girl going to school with me from a small town whose father was the chief of police. I used to drive a 61 Chevy Biscayne and had to go through her town on my way home on the occasional weekend so I would drop her off and pick her back up. Anyway it is summer and I would ride my motorcycle to her town a few times a month to see her. Her mom wants to have a surprise birthday party for her husband the chief, thinks up a plan and has the three other town officers in on it. So I let her and her daughter (my girlfriend) and the three officers talk me into being the bait to lure him to the party.
She tells me where he is setting up radar on a road coming into town. I'm coming to visit on this Sunday she wants to have the party, wants me to blast past on the bike, not stop and make him chase me to the party in the town square. I can't believe I'm gonna do this as she says keep him busy and out of the center of town for at least 5 minutes while everyone sets up. So I borrow a buddy's Norton Comando because he knows my Triumph Bonneville and stop a couple miles up from him waiting for the appointed time.
Sooo, here I come, he is right where she said he'd be and I go through the 45 about 60, he steps out to wave me over but I breeze past. He runs back to his car to pursue. I turn left and right making him slow down and turn a lot so I don't have to go fast and really piss him off. The whole time I'm thinking he's gotta figure this out as I'm not really trying to loose him. I finally lead him to the town square, stop where the tables are set up, shut off the bike as he comes screaming up. He gets out madder than all get out making a bee line for me in spite of the crowd and I'm thinking I'm going to jail. His wife gets between us saying surprise with everyone else and the three officers laughing histerically at his dillemma of "how does he shoot me and call it justified". His daughter hugs him saying don't be mad at Mike, mom, me and your three officers put him up to it. He's calmed down now but comes up to me and says "if you ever pull another stunt like that you will spend a week in my jail".
We all have a great time but I don't touch anything alcoholic!