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High powered sportbike, combined with young age, add a dash of tickets with the officers saying each time " I'm surprised you didn't run" and still giving out said tickets......... well .. Let's just say I didn't get any more tickets cuz they never got the chance to talk to me again.
It was almost too easy to run on the bike.
Thank God i've gotten older and not had any tickets in so long anyways that even if I did get pulled over I'd just take the ticket and deal with it.
There is no try
There is only do
now that I"m an old fart, I don't even go over the speed limit.
[Bang]
but when I was invincible (17/18 years old).....................
I'm still invincible,,,, but then there are those days when ths body goes on strike.
No cops around for this story, but it is by FAR the most stupid thing I have ever done behind the wheel. I was about 17, and I drove a Honda Civic hatchback, swapped motor, kinda the same stuff Irv was talking about. We went to a movie at the Westminster Promenade with a friend whose curfew was midnight. We figured the movie would let out at about 11:50, and he only lived a couple miles from the theater. Movie ends, we check the time. 11:56, shit! So we sprinted to my car, I floored it out of the parking lot at 11:57. No time to wait at the light. I turned left down the wrong way on left side (parkway style median in the middle of the road). I was doing 80-100 on that street, light is red, no cars around. I let off the gas and skidded the right turn onto 112th around 60 mph. Luckily the rest of the lights were green, and no cars around, I flew over Sheridan at about 95+ mph. I pulled up to his house at 12:00 and he walked into the front door. After prying my hands from the wheel, I did the required 25 mph to the other side of the subdivision where my best friend lived.
NEVER AGAIN, I promised myself.
Back in the earlier 70's my wife and I owned a blue vette with a white convertible top. My wife used to race cars and I had built up that 396 so it would really move. On the way to drop me off at work we had an argument. After she dropped me off on south nevada she shot up north as fast as that vette would go. When she got to the horse statue on Platte she stood on the brakes and slid around the corner and came face to face with a cop sitting in traffic at the light. He turned on his flashing lights and she hit the gas pedal. She got to 90mph then made a right followed by multiple lefts and rights. She was going fast enough with enough turns she lost him. Luckily he never got the plate number. We were a marked car after that and got stopped for routine checks. HAHA. Wish I hadnt sold that vette!
I still look back and am amazed at how stupid that was an how close I came to being in serious trouble health wise.Quote:
Originally Posted by Irving
but every time we drive by that ditch when I go up and see him we have a good laugh!
Jeeze, what a bunch of hooligans there are here! Hooligans with guns now.....http://i18.photobucket.com/albums/b1...llersmiley.gif
Back in California there was this community college, Cosumnes River, and it was surrounded by a 10 ft earthen berm, lots of grass too. So one night we were jumping the berm in an old Willie's korean war surplus jeep. It had an overdrive box and could go 50mph, downhill. Swooping up the berm that surrounded the parking area was easy enough and not horribly dangerous, always got the front wheels a bit in the air, and the berm was unimproved, just packed dirt and weeds. It was just fun and we were finally done, when we saw this caprice roll around the corner of the front break in the berm around the parking lot with it's lights running.
I was the driver, and figured if I was going to be caught, it wasn't going to be because I gave up easily, besides, the jeep wasn't mine and I didn't want to get it impounded. The college layout was a square with buildings set on the edge of the square, with the interior one big park, all set on a 10ft hill (all manmade) and I drove up a service driveway into the quad area. Threaded my way through the walkway lights and small trees that dotted the quad, my lights were off and the moon showed me what I need to see to avoid things. His lights were blazing and looking back my friends saw the lights on the car shudder and shift as it hit trees and the small 2ft high shelters they put the walkway lights in (lights were off in the college since it was midnight). I got to the back stairway, which was another 10 ft higher than the front and went down it - about a 40ft long stairway. We made it to the back exit of the college to stop and see the caprice waiting at the top of the stairs - then it plunged downward and we could hear the undercarriage scraping the steps.
The back road into the college was a divided road, with about a foot high wall that enclosed bushes and trees for a visual barrier and it was about a mile long. About halfway down there was a break in the foliage, and I cut across the division into a neighborhood. The caprice screeched to a halt at the division, and gave up the chase as he had probably figured out I could do this all night.
The next day in school, I was a student there, there was this big story about the chase and all the damage that had been caused to the campus by the police car, it also mentioned the police car had to be towed. I was always careful to not damage things when doing a little boonie crashing, hell, I'd done it for at least three months already, all the damage that night was caused by the cop.
I'd gotten away a couple of times before, ALWAYS in a woefully underpowered 4 cylinder clunker, and it was never speed that won the race, it was always knowledge of my terrain!
Today, I think, if I were caught doing the same thing - I'd be serving major prison time.
Thank god for the statute of limitations!
I've tried that before....but I can't help myself.....I wind up killing another hooker and they're after me again! [ROFL1]Quote:
Originally Posted by Ridge
A few times, many years ago, in another state, if I was driving at high speed on an empty highway at night and passed a State Trooper I might've taken steps to avoid getting a ticket -- but I figure if you've got a good head start it isn't really much of a chase, especially if you just pull off the road and wait for him to pass by. And if he doesn't actually put on his flashing lights it doesn't count as "eluding", right?
I see that here in CO it is a felony to "elude" the police, and that means no more guns for you. Better just to pay the ticket.
Back when I was a kid I lived west of Loveland right by the Devil's Backbone. I had a 1970 Ford pick-up with a 390, and it would fly. My brother and I were coming home from town heading west on Hwy 34 at a good rate of speed, like dumb teenage boys do. We were just starting up the hill that the Devil's Backbone is on when a cop car crested the hill heading east into town. The red and blue lights came on, and as soon as I saw that I downshifted and hit the gas. My brother was hollering at me trying to figure out what I was thinking. The cop car got to the bottom of the hill and turned around in a restaurant parking lot and started back toward us. I keep accelerating over the hill and when we had crested the hill and the brake lights could not be seen by the cop I hit the brakes and turned hard onto a little service road that ran along the face of the Backbone, and led into our little neighborhood. We flew down that little road and slid into our driveway and ran though the garage, jump up on the fence and waved at the cop who had topped the hill and was accelerating west passed Sunny Jim's candy store on Hwy 34.
That is the one and only time I every tried to outrun the cops. I figured it was best to stop while I was 1-0 and could retire undefeated. My brother became a cop and I don't drive fast anymore(I am turning into an old man). [Beer]
I maybe did or maybe didn't once kill my lights and floor it when I saw the cherries light up. Maybe did or maybe didn't make it to an exit before being reacquired and hide out behind a McDonald's dumpster for about 30 minutes until I got back on the highway.
I maybe was or maybe wasn't about 16 at the time.