First time EVER pulled over...
So I was coming back from school tonight at 5:30 or so, and I'm cruising along Smith Creek Parkway (Just opened, so the Speed Limit is still 45) at about 50MPH. And I see the "55MPH" sign, so I bump the speed up to about 60MPH or so. Directly after that I look up from the Gauge Cluster and there's a police car pulling a U-Turn OVER THE MEDIAN, and comes up on me hard as Hell. And flashes his lights.
Now, at this point I'm pretty pissed, as I've never even been pulled over EVER, not once. Keep in mind my previous cars include a Red Honda Civic (Oooooo Cops love little Civics in my town), and a 1991 Plymouth Laser running open downpipe, open dumbtube, and running Race Fuel... Never pulled over.
Anyway, I get my registration and license out. He comes up and "plops" his fat right arm on my roof, and sticks his head in my car, while chewing his gum with his mouth wide open... And says "What're you in such a rush for son?" to which I reply "Not a whole lot, I wasn't aware that I was speeding in excess, sir?" At this point he started laughing to himself and said "Son, you were doing 60MPH in a 45MPH zone, that's 15MPH over the Speed Limit, now isn't it? So I can legally take your license right now and take you back downtown, now can I?" I look back and say "The Speed Limit is 55MPH at this point... The sign's about 50yards back THAT way." He looks back and kind of bites his lip, and says "Well that doesn't matter now does it? You were still going 15MPH over the Speed Limit son, and I SHOULD be taking that license of yours right now"
Right about now I'm just laughing, as he hurries back to his cruiser, and pulls out into traffic and takes off.
So I guess my first time being pulled over could have gone MUCH worse... But it was just a really strange occurance.
Oh well, I suppose I better get used to this type of thing.
Now, at this point I'm pretty pissed, as I've never even been pulled over EVER, not once. Keep in mind my previous cars include a Red Honda Civic (Oooooo Cops love little Civics in my town), and a 1991 Plymouth Laser running open downpipe, open dumbtube, and running Race Fuel... Never pulled over.
Anyway, I get my registration and license out. He comes up and "plops" his fat right arm on my roof, and sticks his head in my car, while chewing his gum with his mouth wide open... And says "What're you in such a rush for son?" to which I reply "Not a whole lot, I wasn't aware that I was speeding in excess, sir?" At this point he started laughing to himself and said "Son, you were doing 60MPH in a 45MPH zone, that's 15MPH over the Speed Limit, now isn't it? So I can legally take your license right now and take you back downtown, now can I?" I look back and say "The Speed Limit is 55MPH at this point... The sign's about 50yards back THAT way." He looks back and kind of bites his lip, and says "Well that doesn't matter now does it? You were still going 15MPH over the Speed Limit son, and I SHOULD be taking that license of yours right now"
Right about now I'm just laughing, as he hurries back to his cruiser, and pulls out into traffic and takes off.
So I guess my first time being pulled over could have gone MUCH worse... But it was just a really strange occurance.
Oh well, I suppose I better get used to this type of thing.
u showed him what's up!
haha, my friend got pulled over going 97mph in a 55 and got off scott-free, he's indian, so maybe it was racial sympathy, no offense to anyone, he's my good friend and he mocks his own race daily.
nice sig ZedEx, that's sweet
haha, my friend got pulled over going 97mph in a 55 and got off scott-free, he's indian, so maybe it was racial sympathy, no offense to anyone, he's my good friend and he mocks his own race daily.
nice sig ZedEx, that's sweet
Cops are wieners. One pulled me over because of my Euro-spec rear fog lights, which makes it look like only the passenger side light is lit up until you turn it off and make them symmetrical. He comes up to my window, asks me if I was aware I had a taillight out, and I said "Are you sure? Check again." And he did. As soon as he left my window, I switched the fog light off and he came back. "That's, uh, weird. Well, carry on. Be careful, son."
Jackass.
Jackass.



