How Great Of Driver Are You?

[Iceaxe]

The bucket list thread got me to thinking about some of the traffic tickets I've received over the years. So I was hoping this group might share a few of their stories.... I'll go first to get things rolling.....

I know it's probably hard for some of you to believe that a sweet responsible human being like me would ever get a ticket for driving... but I have a couple...

Not long after I was married I was pulled over just outside of Big Piney Wyoming for 130 mph.... The hot young wife and I were on our way to Jackson Hole to drink away the 24th of July weekend..... There were three motorhomes running nose-to-tail and I stood on the loud pedal because the only way around them was to take all three at once.... just after I cleared the last motorhome and pulled back into my lane I passed the highway patrol hidden beside the road.....

I looked in my rear view and saw the HP light up his bubble gum machine and try to pull out.... but he ended up stuck behind the motorhome convoy. I thought quickly... stay on the gas and the guy will not catch me... but eventually his radio will, since there are not a lot of places to duck off the road in the middle of Wyoming.... or just pull over and take my medicine... all this took less then a minute.... but by this time the HP was at least 2 miles behind me.... hell, I was still standing on the gas while calculating my options.....

So I decide the best option was to not make the trooper work too hard for the bust and pulled to the side of the road to wait for him to catch up.... it took a couple of minutes for the HP to pull up to where I had stopped, after all, he started from a dead stop and also had to pass the motorhome convoy.... The smokey gets out of his car and strolls up to my window.... I already had my licence and registration in my hands, which are in plain sight on top of the wheel (not my first rodeo).

Smokey: Hey son, you ever been to jail?

Ice: No sir (I lied)....

Smokey: Looks like you might make it for this one.

Ice: So you are telling me I hold the speed record for today?

Smokey: (chuckling) Actually NO, you are in third place today. Do you have any idea how fast you were going?

Ice: Over 120, I had the needle pegged.

I figure why lie, the HP knows damn well how fast I was going. I also knew exactly how fast I was running as I had glanced at the tach when I went by the trooper... it was reading 6500 RPM, which with the 3.73 rear end I had in the car worked out to 130 MPH.... what can I say.... I'm good at math.... All this time my new bride is sitting next to me trying to decide if she will wait for me while I'm in prison....

About now the motorhome convoy rolls by honking and waving.... I ****in' hate motorhomes....

Smokey: Why the rush?

Ice: I wanted to get around those motorhomes, the dipshits were running nose-to-tail and the only way around was to pass all three. Most of the day I've kept the driving under 80 mph, honest. (road was posted 65 if I remember correctly).

Smokey: I know what you mean, but you still can't drive that fast. I want you to slow this sucker down. I'm going to write you up for 10 over....

Ice: Thanks...

First time in my life I was thrilled to get a speeding ticket for 10 over. But I still had one last question for the trooper after he handed me my ticket.....

Ice: Hey officer, just out of curiosity what is the record today?

Smokey: A Vette has you and a Porsche both by 5 mph. Drive safe.

eclipsee_steering

[nelsonccc]

I'll go. So i'm living in Elko, working in a gold mine. We're dumb and young.

So on Friday nights we would fill our Super soakers and put on presidents masks and squirt people at redlights. Well one night we've soaked about a dozen cowboys and their trucks and eluded all with my masterful driving. However while trying to evade the last vehicle i passed a cop doing about 90 in a 25 mph zone (some real wet and determined cowboys behind us). Cop pulls me over and asks me to get out of the car.

Well....my nissan sentra was a bit busted up so the doors didn't open. So I proceed to climb out the window all dukes of hazzard like. Well the cop is kind of pissed. So now he has me and my buddy and our girlfriends on the sidewalk. He's going through the car and finds a couple of presidents masks. He starts talking about how someone in a nissan is breaking into cars at the mine lots (people park in big parking lots and ride the buses to the mine). He figures since I got masks I'm the guy. It also turns out that Elko has a curfew law. No minors out past midnight. Oops. Both our girlfriends were 17. I look at my watch and it's11:55. Cop sat there looking at us till 12:01 and booked me for contributing to the deliquency of a minor, two counts. 3-6 months of jail for each count. Now this charge is usually reserved for drug dealers and such.

I was poor and my uncle was out of town on the elk hunt. So I sat in the drunk tank for two days till i could post bail. I found out later that I only got arrested so that the cop could gather additional evidence and get me for the car break ins. Which I had not done by the way.

Long story short, I got a court appointed attorney, who got the jail time waived and since the court documents read 12:01 the judge turned the felonies into misdemeanors and made me pay $500 for the attorneys time. He felt bad that I had made two trips from St. George for the arraignment and the hearing.

Lesson learned, dump the masks on the raod during the getaway.

[DiscGo]

I was 17 and went on a road trip to my friend's wedding in Denver. My girlfriend and my best friend were both asleep in the back of the car and I am seeing how fast I can get her brother's Rodeo to go. It is around 3 o'clock in the morning and I am getting tired and focusing way too much on the speedometer and way too little on the road. I look up and notice a cop has his lights on directly behind me. (I immedietly look down and notice that I am going 95 mpg) I pull over and wake up my friends.

The cop comes to the window and before he can say anything my girlfriend asks: "Excuse me, how far are we from Colorado".

The cop replied: "You have been in Colorado for the last 120 miles"

My girlfriend then exclaims "WOW! You must have been going FAST!"


I did not get a ticket that night and believed myself to be invincible. About 3 months later my friend got a ticket for going 102 mph and despite my efforts to convince the cop otherwise, my friend lost his license for 2 years.
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Darn it. I just read through my story and it sucks compared to your guys' stories.

[Iceaxe]

Ticket #2
Driving on the Sidewalk

Yes it's true.... I got a ticket for "Driving on the Sidewalk". It happened on 4th South and State Street in downtown Salt Lake City in the summer of 1980..... and alcohol was NOT involved...

Every time I hear comedian Ron White tell his story about driving on the sidewalk I laugh.... "At first I thought the cops were profiling me, which is illegal. But then I discovered they were pulling over everyone that day who was driving on the sidewalk".

OK, this one is not really as bad as it sounds. I stopped at the Brighton Bank on the corner to do some banking and when I went to leave the parking lot I noticed they had only one exit. I also noticed I couldn't get through the gutter as it was pretty deep at the exit. I could see where a lot of other cars had scrapped exiting the parking lot.... and since I was driving a 1980 Camero Z-28 that had been lowered 2" I knew there was no way in hell I could get through the gutter without tearing up my front spoiler and headers.

So.... I looked around and contemplated my options. My first thought was to exit through the entrance, but the entrance had one-way tire rippers. Next I looked down the sidewalk and noticed that 50' down the sidewalk was anther parking lot. Only they had been smart and put the gutter into a pipe at the exit and paved over the pipe to make a smooth transition onto 4th South. I waited for the pedestrians to clear the sidewalk and then drove down the sidewalk to the other exit and out onto 4th South.

Of course one of Salt Lakes finest had witnessed this brilliant piece of driving and pulled me over. I tried to explain it was the only way out of the parking lot for me but he was a major ass and told me too damn bad and he didn't give a shit if going through the gutter would damage my car.

I had driven on the sidewalk and in fact the ticket might have been deserved, I was willing to pay the ticket and considered it a fair price for not damaging my car.... but the cop was a complete ass and that pissed me off... so I decided to fight the ticket, mostly because I hate it when a cop is an ass.....

I took it to court and the bailiff (I guess that's who it is). Told me they would cut the fine and points in half if I would just pay the stupid ticket....

That was actually a pretty good deal... the ticket was only something like $50 to begin with.... but the cop was an ass and if you know me you also know I like to be entertained by jerks....

So.... I took the ticket to court and explained what had happened to the judge. I told the judge the parking lot was only a block away and that if he would walk down to the lot with me I would happily pay the ticket if he didn't agree with my assessment. The judge said that sounded fair so we start walking out of the courtroom.... just before we exit the courtroom the judge said "this is bullshit, the ticket is dismissed". The jerk cops jaw dropped to the floor.... I left with a big smile on my face, no fine and no points against my driving record......

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[savanna3313]

Ticket #2
Driving on the Sidewalk

Yes it's true.... I got a ticket for "Driving on the Sidewalk". It happened on 4th South and State Street in downtown Salt Lake City in the summer of 1980..... and alcohol was NOT involved...

Every time I hear comedian Ron White tell his story about driving on the sidewalk I laugh.... "At first I thought the cops were profiling me, which is illegal. But then I discovered they were pulling over everyone that day who was driving on the sidewalk".
:flag:

If you didn't drive on the sidewalk during Mardi Gras time in New Orleans, you'd never get anywhere! :2thumbs:

[Mtnman1830]

I had a '68 mustang in high school. I had it up to 110 and it started floating. Scared the shit out of me.

[savanna3313]

When I first moved to SL, I was driving down the I-15 "somewhat" over the speed limit and spotted a state trooper coming from the opposite side. He passed by and when I looked in my rear view mirror, he was hooking a u-turn in the median. There was an exit coming up, so I slowed down and moved over to make the exit. I can see the trooper coming up in the traffic behind me with lights flashing. When I exited, it was a double lane with traffic going either west or east, so I chose the west bound lane. I looked over at the car in the east bound lane and it was literally identical to my own - a pearl white 4 door Maxima. Sure enough, here comes the trooper with his lights flashing and he pulls up behind the other guy's car instead of me! The light goes green, I turned west and never looked back! :cool2:

Now.....

Should I have rolled down my window and admitted to being the one the trooper should be pulling over, or did I just get one sweet lucky break?


:popcorn:

[RugerShooter]

The only ticket I have ever got was going 57 in a 40, As soon as I seen the County Sheriff I knew I was busted so I was pulled over before he ever even got behind me. When he came to my window and asked if I knew why I got pulled over and I told him that I was going a little to fast, back there and he asked if I knew what the speed limit was and of course I did, and I told him and he said since I was honest he was only going to write me up for doing 5 over. I guess it does pay to be honest with the LEO. The fastest I have ever been going was about 105 in a little Ford Escort. Damn Scary

[Don]

After Iraq I went and got the Purple Heart Veteran license plate, it has a big Purple Heart medal on it and Combat Wounded across the bottom.
I figure it would take a real ass hole of a cop or some outrageous driving to get a ticket with that plate so I started driving a bit more aggressively.
I was doing about 20 over when I saw the cop coming toward me in the opposite lane. He immediately pulled over to let the traffic behind him pass before making a u-turn, but I knew he was coming so I just pulled over, turned on my interior light (it was dusk) and waited.
When he walked up the first thing out of his mouth was So, what war were you in? I knew I was getting off with a warning. Of course he checked for warrants and told me to slow down but he also told me about his brother in the Marines and that was that.
I've been pulled over and given warnings twice since, different cops but always a story about how they used to be in the service or some connection and then a verbal warning.
Lucky I drive a Jeep and it doesn't really go fast or I'd get cocky about it and try to push my luck.

:haha:

[erial]

I'm feeling like Arlo Guthrie in this crowd, but I did a ticket in Georgetown once. My infraction: I drove into an angle parking space instead of backing in. The law can get rather specific in the District of Columbia.

[BruteForce]

I haven't been ticketed since my Camaro days. Of late, the combination of tight haircut and Army 201 file on the rear window, I've only had warnings.

:2thumbs:

[greyhair biker]

While speeding in Wyoming you need to 'research' where the local police hang out :lol8: or at least befriend the city cops that you know :ne_nau: .
Last big ticket I got was doing about 100 going past one of the Mountain View WY exits. Those cops don't mess around. They will bust you.
When I was a teenager I had a VW Bug that I used to fill to the brim with friends & we would head to several schools in the Midvale/Brighton/Cottonwood/Holiday area at night - when the sprinklers were on - and tear the grass up doing doughnuts. Inevitably, someone would call the cops on us and we'd outrun them in the neighborhoods...hide in peoples' garages, alleys, anywhere the little getaway car would fit. Yeah, I was a little hellion :nod:

[Sombeech]

I've found that having a Concealed Carry Permit lets me off the hook a lot.

My license has been clear for about 7 years now, and I've gotten 3 warnings.

[stefan]

i went to defensive driving when i was 17 for rolling through a stop sign. it was actually kinda fun. funny cop leading the session. anyhow, at the beginning he asked what everyone was pulled over for, starting with failure to stop at a stop sign.

then he proceeded to ask about those who were cited for speeding. he asked people to raise their hands and drop them when the number of mph over that he called out no longer applied to them.

he proceeded in sequence, "who had 5 over or more? 10 over or more? 15 over?" etc. slowly the number of hands in the air dwindled to a single hand raised and the guy didn't budge while the cop kept increasing.

finally the cop stopped and just asked, "how fast were you going over the speed limit?"

the guy responds, "90"

the entire room swings their heads to get a good look at the guy.

the cop smiles, seems impressed. "90 over huh? what were you doing?"

the guy says, "well, i had a business meeting and i needed to get from salt lake to denver. i missed my flight (or something) and decided i would drive there."

he ended up driving a porche there flying most of the way. the cop does the math and realizes the implication --- basically that the guy was doing 90 mph over the 65 mph speed limit, bringing the car to 155 mph which is faster than the 150 mph limit on the mustang engines of the highway patrol --- and says, "so you were pushing those mustang engines to the limit, how did they get you."

the guy replies, "road block."

the guy wouldn't tell us what was the fine he incurred, but i can imagine it was pretty steep.

[KapitanSparrow]

When I first moved to SL, I was driving down the I-15 "somewhat" over the speed limit and spotted a state trooper coming from the opposite side. He passed by and when I looked in my rear view mirror, he was hooking a u-turn in the median. There was an exit coming up, so I slowed down and moved over to make the exit. I can see the trooper coming up in the traffic behind me with lights flashing. When I exited, it was a double lane with traffic going either west or east, so I chose the west bound lane. I looked over at the car in the east bound lane and it was literally identical to my own - a pearl white 4 door Maxima. Sure enough, here comes the trooper with his lights flashing and he pulls up behind the other guy's car instead of me! The light goes green, I turned west and never looked back! :cool2:

Now.....

Should I have rolled down my window and admitted to being the one the trooper should be pulling over, or did I just get one sweet lucky break?


:popcorn:

You will get yours when the day of final judgement comes! :frustrated: :haha:

[Wasatch Rebel]

There was a girl I used to date in Draper. This was back in about '77. After taking her home one night, I decided to see how fast I could get my parents old Plymouth Belvedere station wagon going. Remember, back then Draper was a sleepy little farming community, not like the busy place it is today. Too bad it's changed. Anyway, I got onto one of these roads between horse pastures and I lay my foot on the gas, I got up to 100, then decided to slow down. Two seconds after I slowed down, there was a horse in the middle of the road. I guess I was lucky that day.

[CrazyFinn]

How girls do it!


http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ql-dEs2MEew

[Iceaxe]

These 16 Police Comments were taken off actual police car videos around the country:

#16 "You know, stop lights don't come any redder than the one you just went through."

#15 "Relax, the handcuffs are tight cause they're new they'll stretch after you wear them a while."

# 14 "If you take your hands off the car, I'll make your birth certificate a worthless document

[accadacca]

Great stories. :haha:

The fastest that I have gone in a car: 150 in my Dodge Daytona Shelby

The fastest on a motorcycle: 130 on my BMW R1150GSA

Somehow I have avoided speeding tickets for the most part I think. I have been passed by cops many times when I thought they were coming for me. Hell, I cant really remember very many tickets for speeding. I must be getting old. I got a speeding ticket a few years ago on my dirt bike (but it is street legal). I had just finished putting a new throttle cable on it and I was doing 50 in a 25 and then I ran a stop sign too. Shit. I think he gave me a 10 over and the stop sign deal he let slide. I tried to give him some lame excuse about trying to adjust my throttle. He didn't buy it. Bastard.

[Scott P]

Oak Creek, Colorado March 8 2009, approaching Oak Creek from Highway 131 headed north.

Me:

[abirken]

I just flash my tits and it gets me off the hook every time. :roflol:

[Don]

I just flash my tits and it gets me off the hook every time. :roflol:

I should have been a cop. :naughty:

[abirken]

I just flash my tits and it gets me off the hook every time. :roflol:

I should have been a cop. :naughty:


Naw........I don't think a moustache is your style. . :nod: :nod: :nod: :nod: :lol8: :lol8:

[Cirrus2000]

I just flash my tits and it gets me off the hook every time. :roflol:

Well, maybe not every time...

http://kev.cirruswebsolutions.ca/uutah/dangle.jpg

[abirken]

:roflol: :roflol: :roflol: :roflol: :roflol: :roflol: :roflol: :roflol:

[RedMan]

Spring 1984 a buddy of mine and I had both purchased CB1100Fs and decided a high speed loop around Utah was in order.

As we topped the hill heading south into Milford at 150 we passed a cop and caught just enough of him to see him shake his finger at us.
He didn't stop us or even turn around.

We took Boulder mountain about as fast as we dared and a Fish Cop going the other way slammed on his brakes as we passed. Not sure if he tried to pursue us but we never saw him again but we didn't slow down either.

South of Hanksville we passed an sedan at about 140 on a blind curve and scared him so bad he nearly ditched it. As we sat in the parking lot at Bridges NM a cop wheeled up and proceeded to explain how speed kills etc etc etc.

As we dropped into Blanding he was waiting on a blind hill for us. We figured he hadn't gone far and were under the limit. He looked disappointed as we passed.

The trip to four corners was full tilt and a when we got to the monument a UHP cop was sitting there. He asked how fast the bikes would go and said that the cop in Blanding had warned half the state about us. He was a lot more interested in the bikes than in hassling us. He looked seriously jealous as we left.

Never saw any other troopers. We estimated the bulk of the ride at over 100. Not hard to do when your ride will get there in about 5 seconds.

I still have the bike. I need to make that trip again.

[denaliguide]

i was on my bike. klr 650. headed home from a 3 day guiding trip near mt. cook in new zealand. a car passed me with a woman driving. i just fell in behind her about 2 k's back. we were doing 130kph in a 100kph zone. as we get to a town called omarama (omar-ah-ma). a know speed trap. the speed limit drops to 50 kph. she never really slowed down at all. i did. on the other side of town i start to open it up again with the intention of closing the gap that has widened up. i'm in a 70 doing 100. look in the mirrors and the red lights are flashing on the unmarked car. i start to pull over when the cop goes flying past me. i breathe a sigh of relief when he pulls her over. as he comes to a stop he jumps out of his car and flags me over as well. busted. he proceeds to read me the riot act, but since he can't have two cars on radar at once he has to let me go with a stern talking too. i'm sure she gotten written up. one thing about new zealand, if you are going 40kph over the posted it's an automatic and immediate loss of your license. the cop just takes it, then and there. your vehicle stays there and you either get a ride home or someone has to drive you.

another time. again heading home after guiding. on the bike. late at night. i pass a car and accelerate away. damn if the lights don't come on again. another unmarked car. got me going 127 in a 100 zone. got the ticket that time. cost me $170. would have been a new personal best for work to home if i hadn't got popped.

[savanna3313]

I just flash my tits and it gets me off the hook every time. :roflol:

Well, maybe not every time...

http://kev.cirruswebsolutions.ca/uutah/dangle.jpg

:roflol: :roflol: :roflol: :roflol: :roflol:

Gotta love Lt. Dangle! :2thumbs: I was also going to add that it may not work if you're pulled over by a female cop........but then again, I guess that would depend on the female! :ne_nau: Being really sweet and using your "I just moved here officer" southern accent works well too. :2thumbs:

[DODGER BOY]

I live in Roy and realized that I had a concert in SLC in 30 minutes......needless to say I made it on time with about 17 minutes to spare...so ya Roy to downtown SLC = 13 minutes.

[live2ride]

Been driving for 14 years and have never got a ticket. Not that I havent deserved 5 or 10 I have just choose my times to speed wisley. Knock on Wood!

[DiscGo]

Great stories. :haha:

The fastest that I have gone in a car: 150 in my Dodge Daytona Shelby.

Wow. That is crazy. Glad you are still with us.

[Rev. Coyote]

I never pull over for cops. Once you do, then the trouble starts.

[Kent K25]

11 years driving and my only ticket was a Seatbelt violation as I hopped in my truck aat one friend's house and drove it 200 yards to my other friend's house without my seatbelt on.

Stupidest ticket ever, talk about a strict officer.

Been pulled over for speeding about 5 times and let off everytime. Nothing as crazy as all of you though.

I don't drive a car on public streets at insane speeds. I've had two friends killed in separate incidents by drivers who were recklessly speeding because they thought they could control their vehicle at that speed, because its just "everyone else who can't drive safely at those speeds." I even second guess myself for going 5 over every now and then...you never know.

Don't be that guy, and don't hit one of my friends. I'm not gonna lie, all the bragging makes me sick. Sorry to be the party pooper.

[Iceaxe]

Drivers Of Sporty Cars Get Most Tickets, Right? WRONG
http://www.wbbm780.com/Drivers-Of-Sporty-Cars-Get-Most-Tickets--Right--WR/4074820

(WBBM) - A study by a car insurance industry company confirms there's a strong link between what people drive and how they drive. But you knew that, right?

Maybe, maybe not because here's the surprise. The findings show that drivers of high-performance vehicles are by no means in the lead when it comes to counting the Top 10 most-ticketed vehicles.

Number One on the list with the most violations, according to Quality Planning Corporation, is the Hummer H2/H3, with 4.63 times the number of violations compared to the overall average. At the other end is the pick-up truck.

QPC says the driver behind the wheel of one type of vehicle may be eager to express his individuality, while another views his wheels simply as a way to get around.

"Hummer drivers feel like kings of the road because of their elevated driving position. As these statistics show, they are leading the pack when it comes to violating the law, which may reflect their driving attitude," says Mark S. Foster, author of A Nation on Wheels: The Automobile Culture in America Since 1945.

"The sense of power that Hummer drivers derive from their vehicle may be directly correlated with the number of violations they incur," said Dr. Raj Bhat, president of Quality Planning Corporation. "Or perhaps Hummer drivers, by virtue of their driving position, are less likely to notice road hazards, signs, pedestrians, and other drivers."

Three different Scion models made the Top 10 list of vehicles with the highest percentage of violations. Those cars are popular with younger drivers.

On the "Well-Behaved Vehicle List" are cars like the Jaguar XJ and Buick Park Avenue. QPC says violations involving these vehicle models appear to correlate positively with driver age, occupation, and/or lifestyle.


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[Iceaxe]

The fastest that I have gone in a car: 150 in my Dodge Daytona Shelby

Hey Acca... I raced on of those at Daytona in 1984 as part of Speedweek. It was a small support race publicity deal by Dodge in 1994 to help introduce the car and excite the auto enthusiasts. Maybe one of the best racing deals I ever had... I was sent to Daytona Beach with two other hot shoes, two haulers filled with fast cars and a credit card that had no limit

[accadacca]

Cool. Mine looked exactly like this one and I had some turbo mods done. It was pretty fast and had some good boost. My buddy had one too and his Dad liked to read turbo magazines. He would always tinker with our cars. I also had a Chrysler Laser turbo (very similar car) in High School.

Just like mine:
http://static.howstuffworks.com/gif/vehicle-pictures/1993/dodge/daytona/90103351990415-480.jpg

http://consumerguideauto.howstuffworks.com/1990-to-1993-dodge-daytona-5.htm

Same color as mine too:
http://amoparx.net/mnsdacpic/memberscars/ben/Laserb.jpg

[Iceaxe]

Somewhere I have some pictures from the race, I'll see if I can find them. Goodyear was there and took a bunch of pictures that were later used in some advertising material. The Goodyear photgrapher sent me about 100 differnet 8x10's from the race.

This is a picture of one of the cars I noticed on the web but this has to be several years latter as the livery has changed and we were runing under IMSA and not SCCA. I think they orginally built 6 of these cars. I'm not sure if any were built in later years.

[moab mark]

I just found this post. You will not believe this but I have visited with the fine officers of the law 4 times in the last 60 days.

One going 70 in a 30 at 5 am going through kaysville headed to the gym. Right in front of the kaysville city building. :frustrated:

One in front of motel 6 in moab. 67 in a 40. Bet those of you who go to moab did not know the limit right there is 40. :frustrated:

One in logan going pass the airport coming home from snowmobiling. 70 in a 40. :naughty:

One on the mountain road in layton 69 in a 55. :nono:

Now the amazing part is 3 of them wrote me up for 9 over and the cop in moab let me go. Now thats clean living. Should probably take the chip out of my duramax. But as the saying goes, there's no replacement for displacement.

I did get one going 112 at 2 am on my way to st george back when the limit was 55. The officer made me follow him back to the court house in juab county? He then made me post $100 bail in CASH. Never heard from the county and the ticket never showed on my record. The only thing my wife and I could figure out was, the officer and the lady in the jail had a nice little money making deal going on. :ne_nau:

[moab mark]

Talking about Daytona. Got pulled over driving on the beach in St. Augustine going 50 in a 15. :nod: I was in a rental car, did not have my license he couldn't find me in the national system. He then got a emergency call and let me go. Oh he was riding a atv also.
more clean livin.

[JP]

Got pulled over driving on the beach in St. Augustine going 50 in a 15. :nod:
You were doing 50 on the beach :eek2: :roflol:

[moab mark]

He actually showed me the radar gun. We were also spinning donuts. He was pissed. :roflol:

[JP]

He actually showed me the radar gun. We were also spinning donuts. He was pissed. :roflol:
:roflol: :roflol:

[Rev. Coyote]

Used to drive one of these, a 1973 Plymouth Duster 340. Except mine had a 318 swapped in, posi-trac, torque flite, hooker headers. It was more of a rat rod with a huge doghouse hood scoop. Not as pretty as this picture.

Prior, I drove a 71 Demon with the venerable 198 slant 6 with three-on-the-tree and Mercedes Benz bucket seats (my mod). Also, antique carpeting from an old victorian house and gimbaled drink holders from a boat. A car with character that got 28 mpg.

[Iceaxe]

You were doing 50 on the beach :eek2: :roflol:

I don't know about St. Augustine, but the beach at Daytona invites speed. That is where World Land Speed Records were set until Bonneville was discovered.

March 7, 1935 Sir Malcolm Campbell went 276.710 in Bluebird on Daytona Beach.

http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/a/a6/Bluebird_land_speed_record_car_1935_rc10413.jpg

They still let you drive on the beach but the speed limit is 15 mph these days.

http://www.hubair.be/images/daytona-beach-hotels.jpg

[BruteForce]

Used to drive one of these, a 1973 Plymouth Duster 340. Except mine had a 318 swapped in, posi-trac, torque flite, hooker headers. It was more of a rat rod with a huge doghouse hood scoop. Not as pretty as this picture.

Prior, I drove a 71 Demon with the venerable 198 slant 6 with three-on-the-tree and Mercedes Benz bucket seats (my mod). Also, antique carpeting from an old victorian house and gimbaled drink holders from a boat. A car with character that got 28 mpg.

I had the same thing.. Paint was metallic blue with metallic blue vinyl seats.

Drove it in Germany on the Autobahn until I snapped the motor mounts trying to get out of the fast lane before a Porsche ran over me.

Drove right over the motor and sold the car to a German for a Diesel Benz and an Audi. :ne_nau:

[Ih8grvty]

Two ticket stories that are in my own mind, fantastic.

April 24, 1987...
I got my license in the afternoon, headed home with a lift from my dad, picked up my car, drove it down to get it inspected. No, wait, I drove to the insurance place then to get it inspected...anyways, I then drove to teh courthouse where I had gotten my license just an hour earlier. registered the car for the first time since Id owned it and been working on it, waiting, dieing to drive it.
pulled out of the driveway onto main street... the lights came on immediately.
I got popped for exhibition driving :D
I framed the ticket and hung it up in my bedroom.
The cop walks up, asks for the license and says "Jesus christ this license is still warm!"
with in the month I had enough tickets to lose my license :(


the other one that was great is far to long but I was working industrial on the shores of the GSL, driving home we would have one or two :D beers on the hour ride home. we got pulled over in Grantsville for speeding at 1 am. (Worked 12 hour shifts of 12 to 12) the cop immediatly smells the beer, goes all batshit on us, takes the driver out and gives him a few test, that he passes all of.
The entire time he is talking to the cops, hurry your stupid ass up give me my ticket so I can get home i have to get back to work for 2 more days and its late. the whole time yelling at him and demanding his ticket.
Finally after about an hour the cop gives him a ticket for speeding, open container and everything he can think of to write up. Danny....I mean the driver :D then says now hurry your ass up and give these other guys their tickets to so we can fing go!
All of us were nice and polite, yes officer, no sire, 5 or I mean 1 or 2 beers on the road each....
The cop says why? you were driving and your the only one I saw with an open container, these gentlemen do not even smell like beer, your the only one that needs a ticket.
He blew up started screaming about all sorts of shit, they kicked us all out of the car, called us a cab to take us the rest of the way home, and impounded teh car pool car and took the driver to jail. We had to use personal cars to get to work for the rest of that set, but we skated with nothing but paying a cab.
He owned the car pool car and paid for its bail, but we never dared drink in the car again because every time we drove through there in it we got pulled over for anything they could find to pull us over for.
We eventually had to chip in 100 each and buy a new carpool car and not register it in that guys name. Course we then took the screws out of one a arm rest thingy in the back seat so it connected to the trunk, put in a plastic tub and all coolers for beer and all empties were stored in it. Always have easy trunk access from inside the car!

Keep in mind, I have not had a drink while driving in many years now, nor have I done any driving after drinking in nearly as many years.
But I did do it damned near daily in the mid to late 90s before i pulled my head out.

[LOAH]

Oh boy.

Kent, sorry about your friends. Not everyone who drives fast drives well. Perhaps someone ran into them while swerving to avoid the traffic hazard doing 55 in the fast lane...

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The fastest I ever drove was somewhere around 130 (estimated...speedo stopped at 100, but I still had a lot of throttle left, which I used) in my '94 Cavalier. My struts were shot and the rear suspension wasn't much better, so it was very floaty. I wouldn't say it was scary though.

I drove to Pleasant View (above Ogden) from Orem in 40 minutes one day. My needle was pinned the whole time except when getting on the freeway and getting off. Needless to say, I was very surprised that traffic allowed me to do so. The only cop I saw was getting off at WX. Smooth sailing.

Working as a delivery driver for Airborne Express in the late 90's, I was expected to do the impossible given the allotted time (I had the Price route) and rarely drove less than 90mph through Spanish Fork Canyon (2 turns required slowing to 75ish...other times it was slower traffic). If the impossible wasn't accomplished and I wasn't back at HQ by 5:00pm, I then had to haul ass to SLC Int'l Airport to offload before the plane left at 6:30.

One particular day, my boss was contacted by UHP about a silver streak on I-15 with Airborne Express written all over it. Apparently, I was doing "well over 100" and had frightened the other motorists. Weak.

I could go on for a long time since I was quite the bad ass behind the wheel and tested that regularly. I've had a lot of white knuckle experiences that I managed to pull out of without incident and I've scared the crap out of plenty of folks, but I've never caused injury to anyone from my exploits.

Most of my best driving moments spawned from other drivers' stupidity.

Back in my party daze, I was always nominated as the driver by all of my buddies because they knew it didn't matter what the flavor of the day was, I could drive. There's some shame in admitting that I've driven under the influence of many things, but somehow I always pulled it off in spite of the intense hallucinations. :lol8:

Though none of my adventures ended in death or injury, a couple ended with me in jail.

I'm sure glad that I settled down, eventually. There was about a 5 year period where I would get my license reinstated just to have it suspended again within a month or two.

Speeding isn't as easy to get away with nowadays though. I-15 has all sorts of cameras and gadgets along the roadside that make me think twice about it now. It's really too bad since I know my Sentra could really raise hell. :roll:

[Iceaxe]

When I was 16 CB radio's were at the height of their popularity.... I was heading to Salt Lake from Happy Valley and being like most 16 year old males I was well over the double nickel. Right on top of Point-Of-The-Mountain the Highway Patrol had a radar trap set up that I blew through hauling ass. Right about that time I heard a voice come over the CB "Little Camero... He tagged you and is pursuing....". So I immediately ducked off the Bulfdale exit and pulled under the bridge.... about 5 seconds later Smoky flies by with full lights and siren..... The voice again comes over the CB "nice move, he didn't see you duck off". This is about 1976, Bulfdale and Draper are nothing but open farms. So I'm deciding what to do and again the voice comes over the CB "Little Camero... Smokey figured out what you did and is hiding at 90th South waiting for you". So I had to travel the back farm roads to get home. I never knew who the voice on the CB was but I owe him a big 10-4 good buddy.


http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=N6A2q8VsOW8

[savanna3313]

My friends and I used to do a lot of road trips and I loved having a CB in the car when I traveled. Great for speed traps, directions and just staying awake. :2thumbs:

[Iceaxe]

What was your handle? I was "The Operator".... sometimes I'd use "Blue Goose".

[accadacca]

Rockgremlin and I used to talk shit to truckers all the time on my CB. Man we would always have people getting pissed at us. :lol8:

I'll have to think of some stories... :twisted:

[RedMan]

I rounded the point of the mountain one day on my bike at well over 100 and had a guy in a Mercedes drafting me about 10 car lengths back when this clown in a corvette blows past both of us.

As he get about 1/2 mile ahead a UHP officer nails him.

Of course I slow down and the Mercedes pulls along side and gives me a thumbs up as we pass the corvette and cop.

So I drafted him through the rest of the valley.

[savanna3313]

What was your handle? I was "The Operator".... sometimes I'd use "Blue Goose".

Since I was living in New Orleans for most of those years, I used the handle "Delta Lady" although most thought my handle meant I was a stewie for Delta airlines. I did get tired of explaining that it meant I was from the Mississippi River delta region. :roll: Plus I really liked the Joe Cocker song "Delta Lady". :rockon:

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TOz6Mt2t084

[canyonphile]

Of course I slow down and the Mercedes pulls along side and gives me a thumbs up as we pass the corvette and cop.
:lol8:

I always laugh when I see someone pulled over and getting the full-on disco treatment by the HP shortly after they blew past me and everyone else speeding like a banshee: instant karma.

These ticket stories are hilarious! I don't have anything nearly as daring or interesting to write about; I've been pulled over a few times for speeding, but have never gotten a ticket :2thumbs:. Prolly the combo of being a chick, not copping an attitude w/ the cops, not felony speeding and the randomness of the HP's mood at the time are all contributing factors.

The last time I remember getting pulled over was when I was living in Prescott, AZ, and was driving to Flagstaff for a surgery (this was back in the old days). At the time I had an old Forest Service Blazer in the mint green color that I'd bought at an auction. It was a worthless piece of shit, but I digress... Anyway, driving east on I-40 from Ash Fork up through Williams there is a significant elevation gain over about 10 miles. So, in order to maintain speed, you've got to keep on the gas. Well, after it levels out, unless you back off the gas, you of course start going faster, which is what happened to me. I wasn't really paying much attention to how fast I was going, as I drove this route all the time and it's not like I'm ever worried because even when I used to speed, there were *always* people going faster than me (that's another reason I've never gotten a ticket).

So, I'm busting a move along just outside of Williams, and I see a HP in the median strip. I go blazing past him and realize too late I was going a wee bit over the speed limit. I see his disco lights go on, and of course, it's for me.

HP: Did you know how fast you were going? [speed limit is 75]

Me: No, but I know I was speeding a little because of the momentum of coming up the hill back there. Sorry, I was on my way to a surgery in Flagstaff and wasn't paying attention to the speedometer.

HP: You were doing 88.

Me [being totally serious]: Wow. Really?? I honestly had no idea this thing could go that fast.

HP: [laughs]. Yeah, well just try to keep your speed down, okay? [maybe writes me a warning, not sure]

Me: No problem! Thanks officer - have a good day.

No ticket and I'm not even sure I got a warning. I got pulled over one time a few years before that when I was driving down I-17 from Flag to Phx. for "aggressive driving" (because there was some dickhead in the passing lane that I was tailgating a bit...I think it was actually the cop). I told that cop that I'd recently moved from CA (true) and that I'd probably picked up some bad driving habits while living there (also true). Also managed to skate out of a ticket :mrgreen: .

These days, I don't speed at all. Mostly to save gas, but I drive a Wrangler, and they really aren't designed for speed. I don't want to destroy the engine any earlier than I have to, so I just drive the speed limit like a granny now :haha:. I hope it pisses off all these idiot CT drivers that I drive 65-70 (in the slow lane, of course).

-SJ

[BruteForce]

This is the car that got me 6 tickets in a single day, one of them doing slightly over 140mph on I-15 North bound (heading to Ft. Lewis, Washington) outside Tremonton.

http://utahbruteforce.com/images/camaro1.jpg

[Iceaxe]

Rockgremlin and I used to talk shit to truckers all the time on my CB. Man we would always have people getting pissed at us. :lol8:

I got the shit kicked out of me once because of the CB....

As you read this please understand we were just dumb young kids... This happened in 1976, I was 16 and things were a little different back in the day...

The best thing about the old CB radio was you could hook up an external speaker. The speaker was about $5 at Radio Shack and turned your car into an instant rolling PA system. I was with my buddy "Cool Rick", we called him that so as not to confuse him with our other friend we called "Big Rick". Besides, Cool Rick thought he was the hottest thing since sliced bread so the name fit....

Anyhoo.... Cool Rick and I are sitting at a burger joint at about 7th South and State Street. We are parked with the front end of his Camero facing State Street so we could entertain ourselves with the PA while eating lunch.... normally we used the PA to try and meet girls, but today was different. This Tiger Woods type dude is walking down State Street and Cool Rick ducks down and says a word that sounds really a lot like "Bigger" into the PA. Rick sits back up with a straight face. The Tiger Woods type dude looks all around trying to figure out what's up.... Rick does this again.... The Tiger Woods type dude is turning circles trying to figure out who is messing with him.... Of course being young and dumb we thought this was hilarious.... right up to the moment when we turned around and discover 8 Tiger Woods type dudes standing behind the Camero. Now I'm not sure exactly how many Tiger Woods type dudes it takes to really kick my ass.... but I do know that 8 is more then enough....


:cripple:

[Iceaxe]

Anther CB story.... we would park behind the menu at the local Artic Circle drive through. When girls would pull up we would ask for their order over the CB PA system... the CB PA had the same crappy sound as the normal Artic Circle drive through system.... the girls would give us their order and than pull forward to get their food.... which would always result in a big SNAFU at the window...

:haha:

Yes.... its very funny when you are 16 and the girls a hot....

:five:

[Iceaxe]

In honor of Acca's brand spanking new ticket I thought I'd bump this thread.

:popcorn:

[live2ride]

I must have missed his new ticket, it was fun catching up on some of these stories!

[dbaxter]

I used to have to drive from Beaver to St George to work. I never got a ticket doing that, but I did get a phone number from a guy who was totally surprised a "girl" could keep up with him. :haha: He wrote his number down and held it up in his window as he let me pass...

[accadacca]

I used to have to drive from Beaver to St George to work. I never got a ticket doing that, but I did get a phone number from a guy who was totally surprised a "girl" could keep up with him. :haha: He wrote his number down and held it up in his window as he let me pass...

Nice! :lol8:

[Pelon1]

I used to have to drive from Beaver to St George to work. I never got a ticket doing that, but I did get a phone number from a guy who was totally surprised a "girl" could keep up with him. :haha: He wrote his number down and held it up in his window as he let me pass...

When was this?:pissed:

[bbennett]

I just flash my tits and it gets me off the hook every time. :roflol:

Thanks a lot Alison... I tried that and was promptly introduced to the business end of a taser :roll:. Apparently, rubbing my nipples only made matters worse.

[dentedvw]

I melted one rear tire on a Honda CRX I had in high school. My girlfriend and I were in the neighborhood of 125 and her hand was in the neighborhood of, well, you know. When it started getting loose, I knew I had to stop, and when I did, the tire melted to the wheel, and the pavement. :eek2: Worst part of that situation was that after prying the tire from the pavement, I had to put it into the car, as a CRX is a wee little hatchback thing. Smelled like a dragstrip for weeks in there.

Another time when I was dating a randy young girl, her ex boyfriend decided that he wasn't real keen on me dating his girl. :crazycobasa: I still had the CRX and I was "cruising" the area called the "gut" in Lansing, Michigan. Trouble is that he was there too, and he had been drinking, and decided that it would be the right time to introduce me to his little friend, a handgun. You can bet that a righteous car chase did ensue between us, him in a mid nineties Mustang GT, me in the CRX. Clearly, I didn't have the advantage on a straight road, which Michigan is made up of primarily, but in traffic and through red lights and around corners, I was golden. But, of course, every corner leads to another long straight road, and on a highway at the edge of the city called M-99 is where things got dicey. Divided by a bridge's cement barrier, the part he caught up to me on was like a cement room with room for a few cars. Along the passenger side he came, me on the throttle up shifting to fifth near 100mph and he points that hand cannon out the window and my best buddy passenger pisses himself and whimpers. I was like a caged rat looking for a hole and I found it between the jersey barrier and a cement ditch, I downshifted, pulled the handbrake lightly and we whipped through there throwing road debris up all around us in a cloud of old bits of cars and stones. That's about the time I thought I might be in love with that girl. :lol8: I would say that I was definitely shortening the life of that car, but it was destroyed by a convertible Dodge pickup as I was stopped in traffic. I was lucky to walk away from that car as many times as I did. I lost my license in that car, from too many speeding tickets as well. Those were my last speeding tickets. Now I drive a Jeep, and I am lucky to make the speed limit at all. :facepalm1:
That girl and I dated twice, the second time she moved away in the middle of the night. She had her own demons to deal with, I figured, and I didn't pursue her. I really did think she was the one. Thank goodness she wasn't, I was always finding trouble in regards to her. :twisted:

[Iceaxe]

Bump - In honor of the speeding ticket I got last week. 20 over, the cop wrote me up for 5 over.