What is your best/worst Police story?

"waymoe" (waymoe) 12/18/2014 at 11:38 • Filed to: None

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Hello there waymoe here,

I am looking for the best and/or worst stories you have about police. Interactions, observations, whatever. Afterwards I will pick the best 10 and award prizes.

Please, no blue lotuses.

For Sweden > waymoe 12/18/2014 at 11:45

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Please, no blue lotuses.

huehuehue

My only good story is I was detained by police for twenty minutes because I was checking out a police boat parked in a marina. It was a neat boat, so totally worth it.

waymoe > For Sweden 12/18/2014 at 11:47

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Are you For Sweden, from Jalopnik?

E. Julius > waymoe 12/18/2014 at 11:48

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I don't have any specific stories, but I'd just like to say that all of my experience with my (small) hometown police have been immensely positive. It makes me so sad to hear about how bad the relationship can be between officers and the communities they're supposed to serve in some places. Whether it's in a situation like the Ferguson case (which, regardless of your opinion on the outcome is clearly an example of mistrust between a police department and a community), or uptight cops in affluent suburbs who spend all day doling out 5 mph speeding tickets. In both cases many people view the police as adversaries, and many times the police view the rest of the population as criminals.

For Sweden > waymoe 12/18/2014 at 11:50

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I started today in my bed, so I'm technically from there.

Moenica > waymoe 12/18/2014 at 11:53

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I once got pulled over for doing 60 in a 50 MPH zone.

Lucky for me I was wearing a low cut blouse that day.

Agrajag > waymoe 12/18/2014 at 11:57

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Sometime in the 70's a friend's uncle had his house broken into. He ran down stairs with his revolver. They fought a bit and he shot the guy as he ran out of the house, falling dead on the porch stairs. The responding officer said because it was outside of the house he would be charged with murder. He told him he is gonna go around the block and get a coffee and have the body inside when he gets back.

I'm never sure how I feel about that story, but it's a story nonetheless.

waymoe > Moenica 12/18/2014 at 11:58

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Party-vi > waymoe 12/18/2014 at 11:58

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Did a 0-60 run from a traffic light two lanes over from a cop. Speed limit was 50mph and the Willys has a loud exhaust. The officer was super pissed, gritting his teeth while he asked for my license and registration. Came back a few minutes later with no ticket and just a verbal warning. I was extremely surprised.

Funktheduck > Moenica 12/18/2014 at 11:59

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I've been stopped for speeding 4 or 5 times and only one ticket. I attribute it to not wearing a low cut blouse.

Moenica > Funktheduck 12/18/2014 at 12:00

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That's funny!

Funktheduck > waymoe 12/18/2014 at 12:00

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No great stories but I did get to see cops drive up on a sidewalk to block a fleeing hit and run drunk driver and they drew down on him. It made me feel good because it was my car he hit and a neighbors house he hit.

Moenica > waymoe 12/18/2014 at 12:01

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yamahog > waymoe 12/18/2014 at 12:02

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Be me, age 19, summer after freshman year, made it through pledging a sorority, now a seasoned party vet (TM)

Come back home to the Hamptons with new guy and my sweet fake ID* because my friends want to throw me a birthday party

*It was not sweet. It was really bad. It looked nothing like a Maine license should. It said my name was Jackie and I was from Maine, but at least the picture actually was me.

Discover my mom is now living in a house with a pool AND A SLIDE INTO THE POOL. She's trying to be a "cool mom," (and she's confident the neighbors have too much illegal shit going on to call the cops on us) so she lets me and my drunkass stoner high school friends throw what turns into a pretty large party. Literally one person was of age, but he had a sweet-ass Viking beard too so that helped. I had made my notorious Orange Creamsicle JellO shots. Me and my girlfriends had practiced an aquatic "Thriller" dance to do in the pool. Raging ensues. People getting wild, drunk sliding into the pool, made a bonfire, eating smores, grand ole time.

Wellllll, Mom underestimated her neighbors. Cops roll up. Snap out of "drunk white birthday girl" mode to instruct all friends to put open containers on the ground.

*sober face* "Can I help you, officer?" *holy shit he must've walked by at least 3 drunk kids lighting a bowl at the end of the driveway, we fucked*

NOOOOOPE. This guy is like the Bret Bielema of cops: chubby, you know he partied hard in his day, and he still thinks he's cool enough for us young ladies.

"Oh hey there, one of your neighbors called in a noise complaint, just so you know that pool acts like a giant subwoofer, so you gotta keep it down! Everyone here's over 21 right?"

*I got this, confidence, Yamahog, confidence!* "Yes sir, let me just get my ID from inside!"

Sweet Midwestern Boyfriend tries to hide his "WTF ARE YOU DOING" face.

*Show fake ID to cop*

*He looks at it for -2 seconds*

"Well alrighty then, Jackie, you kids have a good night!"

.........I'm the luckiest fuckin idiot.

Do-Rif-To > waymoe 12/18/2014 at 12:03

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Freshman year in college I spent the first few months traveling home most weekends to make glorious sexytimes with this slightly mentally unhinged girl(the body panels were well aligned though) that I worked with at the time, and this was before I got my radar detector so I met with the cops a lot. On one particularly eventful weekend, I got pulled over doing 20+ over the limit on an Adirondack back road and was approached by a State Trooper with one of the pursuit Chargers. The officer walks up and we're all coolface.jpgs all around, until he starts staring at my neck. "Hey uhh son... have you been having any problems with getting uhhh.... choked lately?". "...no sir?" I question, only now vaguely realizing I probably had a hicky the size of a fist. "Well sir, what is that on your neck?", he asks incredibly seriously. All I could manage to do was say "It's exactly what it looks like." with as much confidence as I could muster. After what felt like a 5 minute pause, he simply says "They're usually more circular than that. Pass on the note and slow the hell down." and promptly does an about-face and heads back to the squad car to drive off.

TLDR; Crazy chicks, not even once.

Funktheduck > Moenica 12/18/2014 at 12:05

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My favorite was the lady who stopped me. I was doin 65 in an artificially low 45. It has since been raised to 55 and people still go 65. She flipped her lights as soon as she rounded the corner and saw me. I just got off the highway and it was around 1 am. I pulled over and waited for her to do a u turn and catch up. I probably could have gotten away but didn't want to test it. She came up and said "do you know what 20 over will do to your insurance?" I said "No ma'am, not specifically but I'm sure it's not good" she laughed a little. I explained my situation, just got off work, tired, just want to get to bed. She let me go with a verbal warning.

sm70- why not Duesenberg? > waymoe 12/18/2014 at 12:10

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Two stand out in my mind.

When I was 12 or so, my mom got pulled over by a state trooper in Iowa. She was going around 10-15 over, and actually overtook him, which is why he pulled us over. He was very polite and friendly, and sent us on our way with no ticket and a cordial, "Have a nice day."

Fast forward one year, and my mom gets pulled over by a Nebraska state trooper. We see the police car coming the other way on I-80, no big deal. As he gets close, he dives into the median, and does a smokey and the bandit u-turn through the grass, rooster tail and all. We still don't think he's coming after us. So he guns it up to at least 100, comes flying up on us, waits to slow until he's right on top of us, and then once he's three feet from our back bumper, he turns on his lights. We pull over, the guy is fairly gruff and rude. When my mom asks why she was being stopped, he said for speeding. She asked how fast he clocked her. When he kind of dodged the question, she said she had the cruise control set at 77 in a 75. Apparently that was the wrong thing to say, because he barked, "What's the speed limit." He then informs us that the police plane had spotted us tailgating a crotch rocket motorcycle. It is worth noting that as we were passing a truck, the bike cut in front of us and sped off. He was on the horizon, doing at least 90, when the cop turned around to go after us instead. He let us off with a warning, because there wasn't much he could ticket us on, but it was a completely opposite experience from the guy in Iowa.

Also, not a firsthand experience, but my dad and his friend got pulled over by a local cop while my dad was riding in his friend's Silver Spirit, or Silver Shadow, one of the two. It's originally a British market car, so it was right hand drive. The cop stops the car, walks up to the left-hand side of the car and asks my dad for his driver's license. "Sure," he says. "but I'm not driving." Cop does a double take, sees the wheel on the wrong side, then says, "Fine, anybody's license." He then admitted that he pulled them over because he wanted to see the car. Fortunately, the owner was a guy who kept a jar of Grey Poupon in the glove box, so he had a sense of humor about the whole thing.

Nibbles > waymoe 12/18/2014 at 12:10

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There was a road on the edge of town that had a nice banked S. Speed limit was 25, but being dumbass kids we all worked to see the fastest it could be taken.

At the time I had a 1987 Toyota Pickup. An SR-5 2wd with the 22R-TE turbo 2.4 and limited slip. Nice tires too, good grip. I gave the S a shot one day at about sixty. Came through the first turn with a little bit of grip loss and, as I rounded the trees to the next turn, a familiar P71 was headed in the opposite direction.

SHIT SHIT I said to my self as we both applied brakes at the same time. He had to make at least a three point turn so I knew I had some time. I quickly turned onto the oilfield road just to my right and started heading through the hills. It had been a while since I took this particular road but I knew it rounded back way behind the elementary school, met up with another well-used oilfield road and continued on into the next town.

So here I am, flying through the sandy tracks when WHOA FUCK WHO PUT THIS FENCE HERE?! Oh goddamnit, I'm done now. Less than a mile out and no way to get through. Fuck. I backed out, flipped around and started idling toward my initial entry point. I stopped a few hundred yards away from the intersection, happily hidden behind a hill. There I waited for about fifteen minutes.

I pulled out from behind the hill to be met by that P71 sitting there, waiting. Knowing I was done I killed the truck, rolled my windows down and put the keys on the dash. Officer gets out, slowly heads my way with hand at pistol, and approaches my window.

"Sir," he says, "I really hate to be a bother but I'm out for a call and I can't find this address. Do you know where it is?" showing me a note.

Knowing full well where it was - a friend's house that was hidden way out in the boons - I breathed a sigh of relief and said "Yeah, I know where it is! Hard to find place. Follow me and I'll get you there."

So he followed me as I rounded through the trees and over the wash to the friend's driveway. As we were parting ways he pulled up next to me and said "Hey, thanks for the help. No way in hell I could've found this place my self. And don't ever let me FUCKING CATCH YOU SPEEDING EVER AGAIN YOU HEAR ME?!"

"Y-y-y-yes sir"

"Good. Have a good day."

ly2v8-Brian > yamahog 12/18/2014 at 12:11

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Cant imagine Hamptons cops being hardasses anyway, but funny story.

ly2v8-Brian > Moenica 12/18/2014 at 12:12

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I did as well, but I'm a guy so... ticket.

Jonathan Harper > waymoe 12/18/2014 at 12:20

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Not the worst by a long shot, but probably the best documented. I literally got pulled over because the E30 has a loud exhaust. I was driving normally and downshifted to pass someone, little did I know a cop was hiding just on the other side of a retaining wall.

jariten1781 > waymoe 12/18/2014 at 12:21

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Best: Dulles was shut down for snow and my flight was redirected to Harrisburg PA. Snagged one of the last rentals and braved the blizzard driving down (dumb decision, but whatever, I made it). Got to the Avis at Dulles and it was shut down. Called them and told them I was leaving the car out front and put the keys under then rubber mat. Took an extra dress shirt out of my bag and wrapped it around my head for windbreaking and a semblance of warmth (I only had my suit jacket otherwise). Started hiking the mile or so to where the parking garage was in about 2 feet of snow. Cop pulls up and sees me with my roll-aboard propped up on my shoulder and is like WTF dude? Explain the story and he tells me to jump in the cruiser. Drives me to the garage and insists I take his one cup of coffee. Drops me off and I go grab my car. When I get down to the exit of the garage I see him out shoveling the plow remnants out of my way so I can leave. Awesome dude.

Worst: 17, scruffy, and working nights in a very drug heavy part of town. I drive a white 3rd gen Prelude with a stupidly loud droning exhaust (Needless to say I got pulled over and harassed/searched all the time). Leaving work around 3am and just after I get on the interstate I get passed by a white C3 Vette going well over 100. Less than a minute later I'm lit up. 5 cop cars surround. Ordered out at gun point. Made to lie face down and handcuffed. Over the next 3 hours they tear out every interior panel of my car, scream at me, and accuse me of running from them for over 40 miles at >140 mph. Eventually they contact my boss who verifies that it was impossible for the guy they were chasing to be me as when I was pulled over I had just gotten off shift and our facility was only a couple miles away. I was given a ticket for 'Not maintaining full control of my vehicle' and left to go pick up all my door cards and other interior pieces that they'd thrown into the ditch on the side of the road. I still have a scar on my left wrist from where the over tightened handcuffs ripped my skin open.

ACESandEIGHTS > waymoe 12/18/2014 at 12:22

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So I'm busting out eastbound on Arapahoe Road (pretty sure there's only one of these) and I'm hellbent on getting there, East, before everyone else and traffic is light so I'm pushing it, 55, 60 or whatever clearly in a 40-45 zone.

And this joker pulls up on the periphery:

Trying to pass or whatever. Nuh uh. Push it faster, five or ten faster, stay ahead.











Oh shit, no wait, it's this guy:

He seems to be saying something. Roll my window down? OK. What's he saying? I can barely hear it.

"SLOW THE FUCK DOWN!"

10~4, acknowledged. Oops.

XJDano > waymoe 12/18/2014 at 12:24

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Well there was this one time I was speeding

Then another time

And then this one other time my plates weren't up to date, and was moving

Plus all the other times I didn't take a photo. Always respectful and almost always got a ticket.

My brother is a police officer and have told me some good stories.

Racescort666 > waymoe 12/18/2014 at 12:30

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When I was living in Kansas and autocrossing regularly, we used to stop at this restaurant in this little tiny town that was between where our events were held and Wichita, where most people lived. The town was a good 10 miles away from our events and we were always very respectful since most of us worked out our shenanigans on the course rather than on the street.

Well one day, a big group of us are at this pizza place after an event and I can see the sheriff lurking around outside. We make a point to be extra nice and follow the speed limit. As I'm walking out of the restaurant, the sheriff stops me before I get to my car and asks "was that you guys revving your engines?"

I had no idea what he was talking about but since this was right after an event I asked "when? We just had an event but it was a ways away and it was several hours ago."

To which he replied, "just a few minutes ago. Someone was revving their engine."

I said, "nope, wasn't one of us."

He drove away and we packed up our cars and started to leave. I get in the Racescort (pictured above), which is kinda loud so I do my best to make as little noise as possible and obey the 20 mph (you read that right) speed limit out to the county road. No sooner had I turned off of the main drag when I see the sheriff pull out behind me. I'm idling through town at a respectful 20 mph and the lights come on. Here we go.

The windows were already down so I get out my license and insurance. He marches up to my car and before I can say anything he says "why'd you lie to me?"

"I didn't lie to you, I have no idea what you're talking about."

"Back there, you said that none of you were revving your engines. You lied to me."

"None of us were revving our engines."

"Well the woman back there is on the city council and she said it was you revving your engine."

"I have been at Sal's Pizza since 2:30 (it was about 5 by this time), there's no way it was me revving my engine."

"Are you saying she's a liar?"

"No, I'm saying it wasn't me or anyone in my club."

"Well we have a nice quite town and we want to keep it that way and if she says it was you, I'm inclined to believe her." (I was seriously getting the "this town ain't big enough for the both of us" speech)

"Look sir, I'm on the board of my club. If you don't want us to come back, just say so. I will say to the board and the rest of the club that we aren't welcome in your town. We won't come back. But you will have to go back to Sal's and explain to the owner why he isn't getting regular business from our club on dead Sunday afternoons."

He kind of fumbled with my driver's license, handed it back to me and said "well keep it down."

T5Killer > waymoe 12/18/2014 at 12:31

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BEST COP STORY.I was a young soldier 19 years old (late 2000) in leave back in my home town and I decided to take my cobra out of storage and go out cruising with my friends. We hit the local cruise spot and ended up getting into a street race with a LS1 WS6 TA. In the middle of 3rd gear I see flashing lights in the rear view. I pull over and the cop walks up pissed and yelling "what the hell are you doing racing on my street I am, "And in mid sentence stops sees my 1st Cavalry division ball cap and says "Your platoon Sargent wouldn't be happy with you getting arrested on leave would he?" I respond quietly "no sir not at all" the cop smiles "Get out of here if I see you out again PERIOD I will arrest you" needless to say I drove off after taking a deep breath and drove to a friends house and ended up playing GT2 till early morning LOL.

Funktheduck > Agrajag 12/18/2014 at 12:34

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Similar happened to my mom. She had a stalker and because of the laws the cops couldn't do anything. This was about 30 years ago. My dad had a job that kept him away a few days at a time. That left my mom alone with a baby and the nearest neighbor at least a half mile down the road. The sheriff told her if he comes back shoot him dead and drag him at least 3 feet inside. She never had to.

Trevor Slattery, ACTOR > waymoe 12/18/2014 at 12:38

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I am walking (this is important) from my job at Motorhead to the post office. On the way a cop rolls up to me in a cruiser. The conversation goes thusly:

Cop: "Hey you. YES YOU. Where you coming from?"

Me: (looking around) "Huh..me? Over there. (pointing to the shop).

Cop: "Where you going?"

Me: "The post office." (pointing to post office 600ft away).

Cop: "Well we got a report of a stolen car and the guy fit your description..."

Me: "...man, would I be walking if I just stole a motherfucking car?!?!"

Cop: "PUT YOUR HANDS ON THE HOOD!"

Me:

Evil-B > waymoe 12/18/2014 at 12:43

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As soon as I pulled out of the parking lot of a Milwaukee gun store I was pulled over by two motorcycle cops within 50 yards, I pull over turn my blinkers on and keep my hands in plain sight. The motorcycle cops refused to approach my car, after a few minutes a Milwaukee pd squad car pulls up behind them and a moment later an unmarked car pulls up. Meanwhile the over eager motorcycle cops both have there hands on there pistols ready to draw.

A couple more moments later one of the motorcycle cops (still with hand on gun) approaches and says "sir do you know why we pulled you over", i say "because you saw me leave a gun store" officers says "no because we thought you weren't wearing your seat belt but I can tell now that's not the case". I then say "so am I free to leave" officer says "no, please pass me your drivers license" so i provide my license and the cop walks away meanwhile staring in my rear view I have 5 cops standing behind my car ready to draw there guns while the other cops run my id.

Five tense butthole puckering moments later the cop asked me to get out of the car hands me my id and a piece of paper and says (i shit you not) "I am giving you a warning as you have too many stickers on your rear plate." I take the paper and look at my rear plate and count three. I say "OK" get in my car and leave.

Well a week later this appears on the local news.

http://www.jsonline.com/news/milwaukee…

jariten1781 > For Sweden 12/18/2014 at 12:56

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Haha, I wandered my way into the San Antonio police's riot mobile command center (or whatever) at their New Years celebration a couple years ago. It was this big bus thing with gizmos everywhere. They had an entire wall of thing with monitors showing all these temp cameras they'd set up over the grounds. Cop walks in and is like "Um, what do you think you're doing?" I explained that it was cool and I was just checking it out. He was nice and showed me around then told me "Don't do this again, if the wrong guy had found you here you could have been in for a bad time".

Meh, I'd totally do it again.

Evil-B > Agrajag 12/18/2014 at 12:58

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WTF, hahaha

Kate's Dirty Sister > waymoe 12/18/2014 at 12:58

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I was once so drunk that I decided to turn myself in. Got lost on my way to the police station and woke up the next morning in the parking lot of a dunkin donuts.

davedave1111 > waymoe 12/18/2014 at 12:59

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Iain Banks, the Crow Road - young chap inherits a big old vintage Bentley:

I was starting to think that maybe the Bentley wasn't really me. People gave me funny looks when I drove it, and I had already been stopped by some traffic cops on Great Western Road the day I drove the beast back from Lochgair to Glasgow. 'Is this your car, sir?' they'd asked.

With hindsight, perhaps saying 'Gosh, I thought you only did this to black people!' wasn't the most politic reply to have made, but they only kept me waiting for an hour while they checked up on me and scrutinised the car.

davedave1111 > waymoe 12/18/2014 at 13:03

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The most bizarre traffic stop I've been in, a policeman pulled me over on a country road and barked 'Why aren't you speeding?' He followed up with 'your car's the wrong colour, too'. Then he got back in his car and drove off. I can only assume it was some kind of case of mistaken identity, although I can't imagine what he was thinking.

mcseanerson > waymoe 12/18/2014 at 13:08

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One time I was driving my commute and running late and in a hurry I didn't notice I was out of gas almost until after I got on the highway. I hoped I had enough to reach the next station because I didn't have enough time to turn around. Halfway to the gas station I stalled and coasted to the median. I walked 4 miles until I was nearly to the gas station and a state trooper pulled up and asked me what I was doing walking along the highway at 1 AM in December. I told him I was out of gas and told him where my car was and he said he saw it and assumed as much. He offered me a ride to the gas station and after frisking me I got in the back seat.

We talked about how much more he liked the new Chargers compared to the Crown Vics. He said the only bad part was they didn't have winter tires for the Chargers because there was no money in the budget for them yet. He still managed to get around pretty well on the stock tires even getting a little aggressive with the throttle in the snow. We got to the gas station and neither of us had a gas can so I had to buy one. They were $20! That was all I had on me and I wouldn't have been able to put any gas in my tank if I'd bought it.

Instead of leaving me to find my own way he drove me further down the road hoping to find a gas station with a loaner gas can and we hit a Walmart before we found one and I bought a gas can there for a more reasonable price. We went back to the gas station and got a gallon of gas and I put it in the Grand Cherokee's tank and hopped in the driver's seat. Turn the key and- nothing. It wouldn't start at all even though it cranked. I assumed it was because of the paltry amount of gas I put in and the fact the nose was dipped down into the ditch. I tried pushing it and he helped me push to get on level ground. I hop in the driver's seat and start it right up. He waited there and kept his lights on so I could merge on the highway safely. Didn't even give me a hard time about my brake light being out.

leicester > waymoe 12/18/2014 at 13:09

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One college friend was driving from the east coast back to the PNW. As he enters Kansas, he's pulled over for speeding. The cop gives him a warning and lets him go. An hour or two later, he's pulled over a second time. Cop asks him how he's doing, tells him to drive safe. This happens again. At this point, my friend is beyond paranoid. Finally he realizes that the Kansas State Patrol cops are so bored, that they are radioing ahead to tell their colleagues to keep an eye out for the college kid driving a Jeep with Mass. plates and make sure he's staying awake.

Evil-B > jariten1781 12/18/2014 at 13:13

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That's awesome

You can tell a Finn but you can't tell him much > waymoe 12/18/2014 at 13:42

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My personal worst story:

Driving 70 in a 55 in a rural area at night with no traffic. Cop coming the other way flips on his lights. I signal, pull over, turn on my interiors and wait. I watch the cop walk up in my side mirror and know I'm getting a ticket. He's pissed off at the world and has a Napoleon complex. The conversation goes like this:
Cop: TELL ME HOW FAST YOU WERE GOING AND THEN I'LL TELL YOU HOW FAST YOU WERE REALLY GOING!!!!"
Me: I was going 70.
C: Um... I... I clocked you at 69... DID YOU HAVE YOUR CRUISE SET?
M: Yes officer I did
C: ...Wait here
Cop goes to the car to write me up.
C: I gave you a break, I only wrote you up for 65 in a 55.

Gee, thanks for the break. The points are the same whether you ticket me for 65 or 69 in a 55.

ACESandEIGHTS > XJDano 12/18/2014 at 13:43

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Can't tell if ticketed a whole lot or making fun of the concept of telling police stories.

Dammit. My internet autism strikes again.

ACESandEIGHTS > Trevor Slattery, ACTOR 12/18/2014 at 13:45

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Nope, nonono. Swear at a police officer and you're just not even trying.

See this fingernail clipper, son? Were you planning to cut me with this? Let's go down to the station and talk with the county attorney.

ACESandEIGHTS > Party-vi 12/18/2014 at 13:46

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He must've turned the Magic Eight Ball over in his hands and it said "signs point to 'no'" and he was obligated by Magic Eight Ball Honor to let you off easy.

XJDano > ACESandEIGHTS 12/18/2014 at 13:50

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Ticketed a lot, now it's about one a year. Had one already this year

Party-vi > ACESandEIGHTS 12/18/2014 at 13:51

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This makes sense. I'll go with this.

yamahog > Moenica 12/18/2014 at 13:55

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....MOM?

Evil-B > waymoe 12/18/2014 at 14:00

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1)

My dad back in the early 70's had a Mini Cooper S with some eyelids on the headlight (this will be relevant in a moment), He leaves the local pub half in the bag with my soon to be mother and 3 other shitfaced friends, hops in his Mini and takes off down the street, he approaches a zebra crossing ( http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Zebra_cro… ) as soon as he gets within 10 feet of the crossing a police officer jumps onto the crossing facing the car with his hand up indicating my dad should stop, my dad slams on the brakes but it was to late he hit the cop and sent the guy sprawling across the ground, the cop got up with a fierce limp and various scrapes, my dad goes to check on him and the cop just says "I guess I should have stepped out in the road a little sooner" Turns out the cop leg broke after taking a full on whack from the eyelid on the car. The police officer took responsibility for the accident and that was the end of it. My mind is blown that no-one gave a shit that he was half in the bag but it was a different time.

2)

After leaving my grandma's house in the late 80's (no seat belts required then) my dad is stopped at a red light, light turns green my dad pulls forward to make his turn a little Lancia Y-10 blows through a red doing 50ish right into the driver side fender of my dads newly built Ford Escort RS Turbo (totaling it) me and my sister end up flying off the backseats slamming into the back of the driver and passenger seats. My dad checks on everyone (sisters bawling and hurting) The Lancia driver (was totally wasted) jumps out of his car and runs to my dad who is now getting out of the car and starts cussing him out, I remember seeing my dad look down at his car and looking back at my mum, sister and me and then just turned around look at the guy then POW one punch/knock out.

Turns out the car next to us (almost involved in the crash) was an off duty local police officer, stopped by dad from hitting the guy again pulls my dad aside and little chat before the onduty police arrived. My dad was questioned regarding punching the guy (denying it) the off duty police officer said it never happened.

My Dad rebuilt the RS Turbo using a 4 door body shell a 2.0 in place of the old 1.6 (took alot of damage in the crash) and a t-5 instead of t-3 turbo (because zero fucks were given), White with limo tinted windows. That car was insanely fast, I miss it to this day.

yamahog > ly2v8-Brian 12/18/2014 at 14:00

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Yea, they're BFFs with rich-looking white people, everyone else.... Not so much.

Milky > waymoe 12/18/2014 at 14:04

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Let my friend drunk drive my car because young and #YoloSwag and we're drifting around Detroit with 5 of us in a 4 seat car. We obviously got pulled over.

My car also looked like it was stolen with its general shitty-ness and stereo missing. So it didn't help that his drivers license and my registration didn't match up. While we're waiting for the cop in his car running every bodies stuff another 2 cops pull up. Not looking good. After a few minutes cop comes back to car asks whose car it was and I said mine. He didn't ask for my I.D. to confirm but told us to drive safe straight home.

Thats it. #BeingWhiteInDetroit

Jordan and the Slowrunner, Boomer Intensifies > waymoe 12/18/2014 at 14:39

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I got pulled over for doing (insert stupid speed in an empty 45) and all the officer cared about is where the mud on my 4Runner came from. I told him, and I got a warning for what would have been reckless driving.

Another occasion I got followed by a police officer, then pulled over. I had not been speeding, I used my turn signals, and stopped where I needed to. I had done nothing wrong. He pulls me over and started questioning where I had been, and I answered. Didn't get a warning, but it pissed me off because I was just at a Sheetz when I saw him slow down as he passed. The fucker could have just stopped there and asked me.

ranwhenparked > waymoe 12/18/2014 at 17:04

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Best - I was doing 100 in a 55 and was pulled over by the state police. The trooper looked over my information, handed it back to me, told me to "slow the fuck down" and left. No ticket, nothing.

Trevor Slattery, ACTOR > jariten1781 12/18/2014 at 23:53

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The Ying and yang of police interactions.

JKER > Jonathan Harper 12/19/2014 at 02:41

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wtf he just rips your camera off? That seems illegal.

Jonathan Harper > JKER 12/19/2014 at 05:00

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he just tilted it down

JKER > Jonathan Harper 12/19/2014 at 05:14

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Gotcha. Still....