HoosierDaddy
Well-Known Member
I've had a few encounters in 50 years of driving. A few bad. None life threatening. LoL
The best was the sheriff deputy that gave me a written warning for 110 in a 45 when I had been ~170 MPH. It was on deserted farm road hot rodders used to test mods before dynos. He didn't know how fast I was going just that I was pulling away. I never knew he was back there. He caught up with me later parked at the side of the road eating an apple. I never understood why he didn't arrest or cite me, maybe because he had lost sight (he had); he definitely was never close enough to read the license plate. Had to have a good sense of humor to give a warning for 110 in a 45. LoL
The worst was a bad state cop who worked out in the sticks. Gave me a bogus ticket. He told me I didn't do anything illegal but he didn't like motorcyclists on HIS highway so he gave me a made up speeding ticket. A lawyer acquaintance got it thrown out before trial; have no idea how. About 8 year later, the same cop pulled the exact same thing but this time I had been cruising along for several miles behind a bicycle race. Ran them down afterwards and got several to confirm that. This time I registered a formal complaint and recounted the earlier incident showing a pattern. I got a dismissal letter. Someone told me later, that cop got pulled from traffic duty over an accumulation of complaints.
Don't know if this is better or worse but a cop backed his patrol car into my stationary car when I wasn't in it and tried to concoct a story that I had sped behind him as he was backing up. A buddy in another patrol car said he saw the same thing. I demanded a supervisor. The supervisor shows up and all 3 of us tell our story and the supervisor turns to me and asks if I had a rope. I asked, why? And he says "so we can string these two up". Lots of apologies and quick payment for the repairs.
I caught a ride once with a state trooper after a break down and she said to sit in the back seat. Then she immediately got into a high speed pursuit with a speeder. Got up over 125 by her speedometer but was losing ground and had to radio ahead for cops in the next town to stop him. When we pulled up, they were putting him in a town patrol car and I told her I'll just wait in the car because it was raining. About 10 minutes later I realized there were no inside door handles or window controls. She probably got a kick out of me saying I'll stay in the car. Told everyone I knew I was involved in a high speed pursuit with the Highway Patrol and spent time locked in the back of the cruiser as a result. Helped my street cred a lot.
Had a city cop give me a ticket for something I didn't do but he wasn't lying as much as jumping to a conclusion. I was coming up to a red light in my Syclone to turn right. The 2 man cop car was in the intersection waiting to turn left onto the street I was on right in my line of sight. The driver looked at me slowing down then turned to his partner and they were both laughing as I stopped then turned right (legally). They chased me down and gave me a ticket for not stopping. But I got a lucky judge assignment. I had a recording device in the Syclone that constantly recorded the previous 8 minutes of vehicle telemetry. Now obviously I could have tampered with it before trial but the judge let me submit a print-out showing that I had been stopped for 2 tenths of a second. My theory was they saw me approaching, looked away and then saw me after the turn, and not understanding what a Syclone was assumed I could not be going that fast that soon after a turn if I had stopped. The judge loved it plus I got the cops to contradict themselves on some other things so he found me not guilty. He said he wished I was his last case so he could go check out my Syclone! One of the cops followed me into the court parking lot and gave me his phone number and said to call him so we could meet for coffee "or something". I never did.
I got stopped one time by a stretch limo. I was driving along and was surprised to find a stretch limo following me and flashing the lights and honking like mad. So I turned at the next street and the limo followed. That went on for maybe 5-10 minutes with me turning this way and that (never speeding or failing to stop). Eventually I got stopped at a light behind other cars and the limo driver gets out and runs up and flashes a badge. So I pull over and he's sweating like crazy and mad as a hornet. Turns out he was a State Trooper in a suit who drove for the governor and he said I had changed lanes unsafely so he decided to give me a ticket. But now he was late to pick up the governor, and didn't have time!
The best was the sheriff deputy that gave me a written warning for 110 in a 45 when I had been ~170 MPH. It was on deserted farm road hot rodders used to test mods before dynos. He didn't know how fast I was going just that I was pulling away. I never knew he was back there. He caught up with me later parked at the side of the road eating an apple. I never understood why he didn't arrest or cite me, maybe because he had lost sight (he had); he definitely was never close enough to read the license plate. Had to have a good sense of humor to give a warning for 110 in a 45. LoL
The worst was a bad state cop who worked out in the sticks. Gave me a bogus ticket. He told me I didn't do anything illegal but he didn't like motorcyclists on HIS highway so he gave me a made up speeding ticket. A lawyer acquaintance got it thrown out before trial; have no idea how. About 8 year later, the same cop pulled the exact same thing but this time I had been cruising along for several miles behind a bicycle race. Ran them down afterwards and got several to confirm that. This time I registered a formal complaint and recounted the earlier incident showing a pattern. I got a dismissal letter. Someone told me later, that cop got pulled from traffic duty over an accumulation of complaints.
Don't know if this is better or worse but a cop backed his patrol car into my stationary car when I wasn't in it and tried to concoct a story that I had sped behind him as he was backing up. A buddy in another patrol car said he saw the same thing. I demanded a supervisor. The supervisor shows up and all 3 of us tell our story and the supervisor turns to me and asks if I had a rope. I asked, why? And he says "so we can string these two up". Lots of apologies and quick payment for the repairs.
I caught a ride once with a state trooper after a break down and she said to sit in the back seat. Then she immediately got into a high speed pursuit with a speeder. Got up over 125 by her speedometer but was losing ground and had to radio ahead for cops in the next town to stop him. When we pulled up, they were putting him in a town patrol car and I told her I'll just wait in the car because it was raining. About 10 minutes later I realized there were no inside door handles or window controls. She probably got a kick out of me saying I'll stay in the car. Told everyone I knew I was involved in a high speed pursuit with the Highway Patrol and spent time locked in the back of the cruiser as a result. Helped my street cred a lot.
Had a city cop give me a ticket for something I didn't do but he wasn't lying as much as jumping to a conclusion. I was coming up to a red light in my Syclone to turn right. The 2 man cop car was in the intersection waiting to turn left onto the street I was on right in my line of sight. The driver looked at me slowing down then turned to his partner and they were both laughing as I stopped then turned right (legally). They chased me down and gave me a ticket for not stopping. But I got a lucky judge assignment. I had a recording device in the Syclone that constantly recorded the previous 8 minutes of vehicle telemetry. Now obviously I could have tampered with it before trial but the judge let me submit a print-out showing that I had been stopped for 2 tenths of a second. My theory was they saw me approaching, looked away and then saw me after the turn, and not understanding what a Syclone was assumed I could not be going that fast that soon after a turn if I had stopped. The judge loved it plus I got the cops to contradict themselves on some other things so he found me not guilty. He said he wished I was his last case so he could go check out my Syclone! One of the cops followed me into the court parking lot and gave me his phone number and said to call him so we could meet for coffee "or something". I never did.
I got stopped one time by a stretch limo. I was driving along and was surprised to find a stretch limo following me and flashing the lights and honking like mad. So I turned at the next street and the limo followed. That went on for maybe 5-10 minutes with me turning this way and that (never speeding or failing to stop). Eventually I got stopped at a light behind other cars and the limo driver gets out and runs up and flashes a badge. So I pull over and he's sweating like crazy and mad as a hornet. Turns out he was a State Trooper in a suit who drove for the governor and he said I had changed lanes unsafely so he decided to give me a ticket. But now he was late to pick up the governor, and didn't have time!
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