ArchangelX
08-23-2002, 02:05 AM
Okay...I was gonna post this earlier last week...but I'm late..so sue me...
On my way down to Thunderhill Raceway, I was REALLY hauling ass...I raced a WRX all the way up to 120 on a barren straightaway in the middle of oregon.
Plain stupidity I suppose..but I had to see how he was on the top end...another story another time (suffice to say I lost (barely)..but I do have the regular excuses i.e. tons of weight cuz I was loaded with crap)
Anyways...So I'm just now getting midway to Cali..when I see these blue neon lights come off the on ramp...it's a Civic, it's lowered..and he's on my ass.
So I gun it (still fresh from the WRX) and leave his ass behind...I'm doing like 100 through those curvy ass roads (I love those roads), just driving my normal travel speed.
No big deal, that's what I usually run on trips. Well..somewhere back..I lost the Civic, and the road straightens out a bit...and I sped up to about 120, just trying to make time.
Thinking a wee bit further, a few minutes later, I looked over at Elsie:
"I think I'm gonna slow down and let you take over..we're coming outta the mountains, and there's gonna be tons of cops on the road now."
Funny thing is, we discussed what would happen if I got caught going over 100. I suggested that I'd probably get my license taken away..or the car impounded or something. :gap:
I've slowed to about 96 and I notice these headlights...they're kinda blue..but he's pretty far behind me...he must have just come on off of one of the side roads or that civic must have caught up.
I can see him edge up a little closer but I'm hauling ass...I clear the mountainous area, and I see city lights in the distance.
The car is about 6 cars behind me now..and gaining...
I sigh...I don't feel like driving fast anymore...that damn civic probably again...
So I pull over....look in the mirror, see really bright blue lights light my face up...and about **** my pants.
Freaking COP!!! My wife looks at me and says "You're an idiot" (and she pretty much explodes in anger and frustration after that)
I say "Not now honey, I'm busy being pulled over."
I slow down...rather fast I might add...I think too fast for the cop..cuz even though he was that far behind me..I think that big cruiser need some brembos or something, cuz he almost rear-ended me on the stop. :p
Stop. Put in neutral. E-brake up. Ins, DL, & Reg out...big "I'm a dumbf*ck, Officer?" smile on my face.
Cop walks up, ticketbook already in hand, shines the light in...
"Hi...did you know you were doing 95 in a 65, sir?"
"Ah, yes sir, I was just trying to make some time..." I smile meekly.
"That's not makin' time, sir....definetly."
We give him the goods, he runs it, writes the ticket, and walks back.
"I want you to take your wife out for a real nice, fancy dinner because you're gonna have some extra change for her, kay? I just wrote you a ticket for 85 in a 65, that's an extra 200 dollars you don't have to pay. Ya'll have a nice night, and please be a bit more careful."
"Uhm..thanks officer. Really." I knew I had F'ed up. He saved me a butt load. How do I know? Last time I went through oregon..I got a ticket for doing 98 by an old crusty cop who'd seen it all, and was a wee bit pissed at having to jump in his paddywagon to catch me. :bang:
With that...I switched to the passenger seat, and let my wife flex her newfound driving skillz (stickshift, that is).
I've got to say..he was a credit..you guys are always talking about the bad cops..but this guy was cool as F^CK! He always called me sir, had a very gentle tone to his voice, and not once lectured or harassed me in any way. And he KNEW that I was going a helluva lot faster than that.
Sad to say..I think my wife enjoyed my Celi a little bit too much..after she calmed down...I caught her doing 96 on a regular basis. She just started driving stick when she bought her WRX. She's never driven my car. She was really impressed with the Celica's handling, and the clutch and shifter combo...she said it kicked the WRX's butt.
So...that was a little bit of comfort at least. :D
On my way down to Thunderhill Raceway, I was REALLY hauling ass...I raced a WRX all the way up to 120 on a barren straightaway in the middle of oregon.
Plain stupidity I suppose..but I had to see how he was on the top end...another story another time (suffice to say I lost (barely)..but I do have the regular excuses i.e. tons of weight cuz I was loaded with crap)
Anyways...So I'm just now getting midway to Cali..when I see these blue neon lights come off the on ramp...it's a Civic, it's lowered..and he's on my ass.
So I gun it (still fresh from the WRX) and leave his ass behind...I'm doing like 100 through those curvy ass roads (I love those roads), just driving my normal travel speed.
No big deal, that's what I usually run on trips. Well..somewhere back..I lost the Civic, and the road straightens out a bit...and I sped up to about 120, just trying to make time.
Thinking a wee bit further, a few minutes later, I looked over at Elsie:
"I think I'm gonna slow down and let you take over..we're coming outta the mountains, and there's gonna be tons of cops on the road now."
Funny thing is, we discussed what would happen if I got caught going over 100. I suggested that I'd probably get my license taken away..or the car impounded or something. :gap:
I've slowed to about 96 and I notice these headlights...they're kinda blue..but he's pretty far behind me...he must have just come on off of one of the side roads or that civic must have caught up.
I can see him edge up a little closer but I'm hauling ass...I clear the mountainous area, and I see city lights in the distance.
The car is about 6 cars behind me now..and gaining...
I sigh...I don't feel like driving fast anymore...that damn civic probably again...
So I pull over....look in the mirror, see really bright blue lights light my face up...and about **** my pants.
Freaking COP!!! My wife looks at me and says "You're an idiot" (and she pretty much explodes in anger and frustration after that)
I say "Not now honey, I'm busy being pulled over."
I slow down...rather fast I might add...I think too fast for the cop..cuz even though he was that far behind me..I think that big cruiser need some brembos or something, cuz he almost rear-ended me on the stop. :p
Stop. Put in neutral. E-brake up. Ins, DL, & Reg out...big "I'm a dumbf*ck, Officer?" smile on my face.
Cop walks up, ticketbook already in hand, shines the light in...
"Hi...did you know you were doing 95 in a 65, sir?"
"Ah, yes sir, I was just trying to make some time..." I smile meekly.
"That's not makin' time, sir....definetly."
We give him the goods, he runs it, writes the ticket, and walks back.
"I want you to take your wife out for a real nice, fancy dinner because you're gonna have some extra change for her, kay? I just wrote you a ticket for 85 in a 65, that's an extra 200 dollars you don't have to pay. Ya'll have a nice night, and please be a bit more careful."
"Uhm..thanks officer. Really." I knew I had F'ed up. He saved me a butt load. How do I know? Last time I went through oregon..I got a ticket for doing 98 by an old crusty cop who'd seen it all, and was a wee bit pissed at having to jump in his paddywagon to catch me. :bang:
With that...I switched to the passenger seat, and let my wife flex her newfound driving skillz (stickshift, that is).
I've got to say..he was a credit..you guys are always talking about the bad cops..but this guy was cool as F^CK! He always called me sir, had a very gentle tone to his voice, and not once lectured or harassed me in any way. And he KNEW that I was going a helluva lot faster than that.
Sad to say..I think my wife enjoyed my Celi a little bit too much..after she calmed down...I caught her doing 96 on a regular basis. She just started driving stick when she bought her WRX. She's never driven my car. She was really impressed with the Celica's handling, and the clutch and shifter combo...she said it kicked the WRX's butt.
So...that was a little bit of comfort at least. :D