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FordDude

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I found this on another site and thought that it was a sad funny story. I checked on snopes.com and did not find anything. I say this is a sad story because I felt bad for the driver for about 3 ms.



Tonight I was going out to work to finish up a report. Its a nice cool night and I took the 335i. Well, I was in the slow lane and I see a set of HID lights pull up on my rear bumper fast! WTF?!? It changes lanes and it was a murdered out 350Z. Pretty much he was jabbing at his throttle getting me to run. I just stayed in the slow lane and cruised. After a minute or so of trying the driver side window rolls down and some idiot sticks his hand out and gives me a thumbs down. The guy zooms off and begins weaving through traffic.

I keep my pace and he gets stuck behind traffic. Again I am side by side with this clown and he again tries to get me to run. Well, I end up getting ahead of him, he changes lanes, and he begins to ride my ass. He was so close that I couldnt even see his headlights anymore. That's 1. I take a exit and he follows. Perfect. I call in to my co-worker who was on beat and told him to position himself should this idiot follow me into my city. My lane splits into 2 lanes and he gets beside me. The driver looks over and says," Hey bitch.. lets see what that over priced piece of **** can do." and begins revving his engine. The light turns green and he peels out. That's 2.

Speed limit is 35 and he is doing about 50+. That's 3. The next light turns red and we end up next to each other again. Once again I get the verbal abuse. Driver: "Come on bitch. I will smoke your ass." The Passenger: "What a ****ing pussy." I turn to them and said," You never know.. there might be cops around." Not sure who said it but I heard " **** the police". The light turns red and he burns out again. That's 4.

My bluetooth goes off and its my partner working beat. I roll up my window and answer my phone. I have him a description of the car and he said he was ready. Light turns green and he sees my partner who has his unit sticking out behind a safeway store and right when he passed my buddy lit his ass up. He pulls over and I pull in behind my buddy and put on my bullet proof vest that was in my trunk.

As my partner backed me up, I went up to the car and identified myself as the police and both of them were in shock. I got his driver license, registration, and insurance. He didn't say anything. I grabbed one of my buddy's cites n hit him up for speeding, exhibition of speed- 2 counts, tinted driver and passenger side windows, and Exhaust. As I filled out the cite I told my buddy to take them out of the car and to tell the driver that his car was getting towed as well.

I went up to the driver and explained to him what I was citing him for and that the Exhibition of Speed was a misdemeanor though we weren't going to arrest him but his car was now mine. He broke down and started to cry!!! Started whimpering and saying " I have finals tomorrow sir! How am I going to get to work?" "Please don't take my car!" The kid was 18 years old and he had to call his dad to pick him up. Needless to say the dad wasn't happy. Tow truck came and took the car. Pretty much he's going to have to pay around 400 bucks to get the car back.

I felt no pity. So lesson is, don't go picking races with people because you never know who you might run into. This kid learned the hard way.

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On one hand, that's playing dirty, snookering the guy into incriminating himself like that.

On the other hand, it's epically hilarious and the clown had it coming.

:rofl
 
That's not dirty...this is dirty: I had a friend in hs whose dad was a State Trooper. He had an unmarked 5.0. He would take off his hat and kinda crouch down in the seat, pull up to someone and entice a "race". Light turns green, they take off, he pulls 'em over. He had his car less than a year before he was put back in a regular squad car. Yes, he was a prick.
 
Good story, true or not! I can say, I have NEVER instigated a street race.
 
On one hand, that's playing dirty, snookering the guy into incriminating himself like that.


How is ignoring the guy..... "snookering" him into anything?


I ignore the local street racers EVERY time I take my '66 out for a drive.

BTW, what is it with all of the Subaru WRX's running around? I drove by the local car wash last weekend and there were almost a dozen of them lined up there.... each with a rear spoiler larger than the next.... it looked like one of those cell phone commercials on TV where the signal "bars" are seen in everyday objects.
 
"daveSanborn" said:
BTW, what is it with all of the Subaru WRX's running around? I drove by the local car wash last weekend and there were almost a dozen of them lined up there.... each with a rear spoiler larger than the next.... it looked like one of those cell phone commercials on TV where the signal "bars" are seen in everyday objects.

They are the new GO :gobp
 
"daveSanborn" said:
How is ignoring the guy..... "snookering" him into anything?

Guess I misread it...a while back, there was a similar story floating around where the cop rev'ed at the guy at every stop. That's the sort of snookering I was thinking of.
 
Gotcha, if a local LEO ever rev's his motor at me at a redlight.... I'm laying into it, not all of the way...because I may slide sideways into him, but enough to let him know that his beat to hell crown vic had better get a tune-up before he tries to run me down.

Let me caveat this statement... I know almost all of the local law enforcement officers. Most of them are former Marines that I used to work with. It's usually only the State Troopers that I watch out for.
 
Ha! That's awesome. I have no sympathy - I hate street racers. Take it to the track, or to a back road where there aren't any other people to kill. I never street race. The only times I really lay into the throttle are on very long, straight, and empty stretches of road, or on freeway onramps (which I still have to be careful with).
 
Frankly, I hope the story is true...if so the a-hole got what he deserves.

If someone continued to follow me and ride my tail in that fashion I would've already pulled over and made it really clear that I had a hand gun on me that was about to be used if they didn't take a hike.
 
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