Mercy, Wow. I am lucky Options

[ZacMan1987]

So, out driving tonight with some friends, taking them home from a concert, and they want to see what the Celi can do. We head for a small backroad. Turning onto it, I've got the underglow going, and get a little wheelspin cornering. Car feels great. I've got a straight stretch of road ahead of me now, so I hit the gas. Speed limit is 35, but road is straight and empty. Except for one set of headlights behind me.

You guessed it. They had me for

65 in a 35.
1 extra passenger
Underglow

And numerous other matters of symantics such as:

Cornering with excessive speed and wheelspin
Who knows what else?

Only, when the cop came up, he said

"Wrong place, wrong time. Liscense, insurance, registration. You got any explanation for what was going on here?"

I said "Being stupid and screwing around."

Cop: "Good answer. Sit tight."

He runs all of my stuff, checks the car for weapons, drugs, alcohol, and lets me go. I absolutely could not believe it. I honestly hope I've learned my lesson, because I seriously doubt that will EVER happen again.

This post has been edited by ZacMan1987: Mar 4, 2006 - 1:52 AM

[95CelicaST]

I live in a small town. Everyone knows everyone. Everyone knows who the police are and all that junk. When I did my Senior Project I had to do some sort of physical part, so since I was doing "Media's effects on Teenage Street Racing" I tagged along with an officer for a few days. It is amazing how much s*** they pull on people every day. We were driving down one road in town and there was a guy in front of us who wasn't wearing his seatbelt. He ran the plates as we were following him and it turned out to be some guy he knew. The officer turned on the P.A and said "Hey Jim, you better get that seatbelt on!" Once the guy in front of us knew who he was, and knew he wouldn't get in trouble he proceeded onto a back road and took off. So here I was sitting shotgun with this cop who is now racing his friend on a backroad. I will never look at the local cops the same..


Anyways... I was going down a road near my house back in the summer. It was a 45 zone and I was probably doing 55-60. I look back and see the blue-light special coming in behind me, so I pull over. The next thing I hear over the P.A is

"DIRTH!!!!!" (my last name)
"Hey Terhaar"
"Do you have ANY idea how fast you were going"
"To be honest, no. I don't look at it often. I just go until I feel comfortable"
"I ought to turn you around and we should go have a talk with your mother"
"Please don't. I just want to go to the lake"
"Well alright. Drive safe. God Bless"

(goes to my church, hence the last line)