Well last night I was down in southern ohio and I was going to meet my mom for her birthday to have some dinner. I got there about a half an hour early so I decided to kill some time by taking a look in the state park. I was just rolling through the parking lot when I saw a park ranger in a chevy 1/2 ton with lights pull in the other side. As I was leaving he flipped on the lights and I pulled over. He asked me if I had killed anybody, if I had stolen my truck and he checked my id. He told me he pulled me over because the park had closed at sunset (didnt see the sign). Then after the plates came back clean he threw in some chew and he started b/sing with me about how he heard me 1/4 a mile down the road and asked what kind of power the cummins has, and how he didnt like his 1/2 ton. He was actually a pretty nice guy, I think just a little bored. Then I went and had an awesome dinner.

 

I have had on good experience getting pulled over.

A cop showed up from no where with his lights on behind me. I am thinking, was I speeding, ect. I thought I was OK. Anyhow.

I pull over. He comes up, asks for ID, ect, then says do you know why I pulled you over. I said no. He then asked where my plates were. This needs a little setup. At the time I was restoring a 88 4x4 Toyota. Those things, expecially the bed, were rust buckets in my area. So I had it all donebut was waiting on the fiberglass bed, well the weather was turning bad so I slapped the old metal one on so I could drive it. Being lazy I put the plate in the rear window. OK back to the story. I said the plate is right here and as I turned around it was gone. I said it was in the window, must have fell behind the seat. He asked me to get it, watching me as I did it. Of course it was there. He then asks, any reason you are not wearing your belt (I usually do not). I said that I has just stopped at the ATM for cash and took it off to get my wallet out and forget to put it back on (OK that was a lie). So he goes back to his car, less than a minute he comes back. Starts asking questions about the truck. You have to picture this.A fully restored cab, all new front chrome, new wheels and a 2" lift. Then on the back is the other color rusty bed. We begin talking cars, I am feeling good about this. He then hands me my stuff, said buckle up and have a good day. No written warning or ticket. Sometimes it pays to be car crazy.

 

I got pulled over...95 in a 25....

That was the night I got my license I got the windows tinted to 2.5% while I was at school and after the sun went down I went cruisin with my girlfriend showin off ya know. I got a 91 dodge stealth with the twin turbos for $500 not runnin when I was 15 and spent a year buildin it up till I had 427hp at the wheels so it was quick to say the least, well a ford probe GT pulls up revin it like crazy and I checked for cops only saw 2 headlights out my rear window (windows were to dark to see the light bar) and stomped it 1st, 2nd, 3rd and skipped to sixth cause this guy was gone...Well then I see red and blue comin up fast so I pulled over cause I had no where to go....

Says he clocked me at 95 before I went over the hill, and I redlined 3rd which was 107 so that sounded bout right, lol. He said he'd just thought I was takin off to be stupid and I was young and dumb so I said "No I was racin that Probe" and he started laughin and said "Like that guy ever had a chance". So were sittin there jokin and laughin in his car bout this and he's writin out my ticket ...when I walked in for the court date my buddies dad (The Judge) stopped in the middle of a case and says "Ryan just run into the clerk and pay the ticket and wait outside for a second" so I knew he knew what was goin on and and did so, he came out and told me he was gonna put me on a 3 month deferal and to keep my foot off it...so it only cost me $240 not bad

 

And I thought that I got away with a lot when I was in High School but apparently not.

 

If i ever got caught street racing I don't wanna tink about what my dad would do. I'd have a permanent imprint of his boot on my azz

 

I got stopped on the expressway about 2 weeks ago and got a ticket for doing 78 in a 65. The state trooper asked me why I was driving fast,, I said "because I got places to go",,[8D]. Needless to say, he gave me the ticked anyway. Good thing for me though,, I know the S.W.A.T commander so he's workin on it. I met the major over the sherrifs reserves, he happens to be a good friend of a guy that I work with,, he told me to go and see him next month when all the election krap is over,, he wants to put me in a uniform. He asked me why I want to bereserve deputy,, I told him for the same reason that I was a reservist in the Air Force,,, it's fun,, don't do it for the money,, b/c the money sucks[8D],,, and b/c I wanna stick my foot up someones a$$,, he laughed and said thats the reason that he was looking for.

 

I live in Hamilton, wich is just north of cincinnati. Park rangers are ******, they get so bored and feel so worthless they will write you up instantly over somthing small, I was in a park near sun down. No signs that warned that it closed at sundown, so right when it got dark we were walking back to my truck to find it is boxed in by 2 ranger dakotas...... The guy walked out rambling on and studdering. He had us wait on the curb while he was inside his truck for 48 minutes writing up the citations. When we got them 3/4 of the ticket was mispelled and i got home to look up the offense number.... it was the number for open container in the park, The judge threw it out because the ticket made no sense. I HATE PARK RANGERS

 

Two experiences with cops that really stand out:

1.) I had my alternator go out on my Grand Marquis with a 5.0 in it....I was stuck dead center in the middle of a state highway. Cop pulled up beside me....turned on his lights...blocked two lanes of traffic.... AND helped me push my car over to the ramp. I bought the man lunch and he called mea tow truck. Not only did he help me out, he actually gave me a really cheap place to get good work done.

2.) I was out at the bars with a friend and the club closed so we left. It's roughly 3:05am, and its been raining most of the night. The parking lot is a blacktop. I get in my car (96 Z26 Beretta, FWD, supercharged) and go to leave. In the process, I spin my tires a bit but I dont burn rubber down the street or anything. I simply pulled out into the street and drove away at about 25-30mph. The speed limit is 45.

Within 30 seconds, I'm being pulled over by a cop. Now, this guy comes up and is like, license and registration.....blah blah blah.....takes 20 min to run my ID....and then comes back. He's like, here's your ticket but before you leave, I'd like you to take a breath alcohol test. I roll my eyes but take the test. He throws the wrapping on the floor, and I make the comment, you know that's littering right? I blow .04...at the time, the limit was 1.0

He gives me the ticket and then proceeds to basically talk **** to me. He says I'll see you in court and I dare you to show up. So I go home and check out my ticket. I was ticketed for failure to stop when entering an intersection. Not only was the infraction wrong, but the guy wrote the wrong address on the ticket, as I heading a different direction and was also in front of a building with an address on the front of it...

Needless to say it was thrown out, as the cop failed to show.....and even if he had, it still would have been thrown out...simply for the information being wrong.

 

I'm waiting for a cop to pull me over for excessive smoke

 

Bah, I got caught in a sobriety checkpoint a few months back after drinking like less than a tenth of a glass of wine. Anyway, the cop said that he smelled alcohol on my breath. At that point, I was helpless on what I could do. What I should have done was crack my window just enough to get my papers out and not answer any questions. Oh well. They wanted to move me to a local parking lot to do a sobriety test. I couldn't drive into the parking lot since the cops suspected that I was under the influence. One of the cops escorted me to the lot via foot while another cop drove my truck there.

I rejected the sobriety test because I didn't have time to **** with this. I told them to just use a breathalyzer to get this over with. Needless to say, my alcohol level was something like .001, so they let me go. However, before I got back in my truck, the officer that drove it over to the lot started to talk about the Dodge Cummins in the same way burban2002 mentioned. He definitely liked the truck and wanted to know some details.

The cops were extremely nice, but damn, I hate sobriety checkpoints due to the fact that they are blatantly unconstitutional.