I have a similar story from my Supra. Go around a turn and roll into the gas in 2nd. I'm testing boost control and as it turns out it's not working right and needs some tweaks so I ease out and continue to the store. Just as I'm about there, and it's a WAYS away I get pulled over. Now I'm not a kid and neither is the woman with me so that worked in my favor. He walks up and shows me his new spiffy laser gun, I hadn't even seen him! Seems he was in the turn lane going the other way when my turbo spooled up He leaned OUT of his window, fired it 180 degrees backwards, and tagged the back of my car! He then had to fight through traffic to catch me. He was impressed I didn't just keep on trucking and slowed down so he knew I wasn't nuts but I most certainly exceeded the limit. He let me go - I was shocked! Heck, I was shocked he actually showed me the reading for that matter... Good thing that I hadn't gotten the boost solenoid tweaked right

Cops going into offramps... yeah been there! FD3 RX7 flying down the highway one VERY early morning. It's dark out and i'm the only one on the road. But then I see headlights way back coming up on me - and I'm up over 100 easy! So I slow down and sure enough it's a State Trooper. He paces me a bit and then hauls off into a rest area at highway speed. I think to myself - no way is he stopping. Sure enough he blasted through a rest area at damn near full speed and pulled back out expecting me to have taken off. He jumped off at the next exit and I didn't see him again - whew!

So far in the 911 no issues. I've gotten thumbs up and compliments a few times. I think with the new wheels and wider tires it will look even nicer. No one has tried to race me yet. Heck even in the Supra and FD3 I got few races. A twit in a Honda egged me on in the Supra just to see it go. A Corvette with new tags played with the RX7 once. I just play it cool in the 911 and am friendly to everyone and thus far no asshats. Spring is nearly here though - we'll see what the nice weather brings!

 

Heck, I have a good story about a cop pulling me over that wasn’t harassment. I was in my new Dodge Diesel, I bought it in Sept 2000 and it was a 01. I had only had it about 6 weeks and was helping my Sister and her family move from North Central AR to Central AR.
I had 2 of my brother in law’s workers w/ me heading to my sister’s house. I was just north of a town called Batesville AR, it has a hwy section that is 45 mph before opening up to 55. It is a 2 lane road but it is flat, long, and straight w/ a set of train tracks in the middle of the long stretch. We were running late and I was behind 3 cars doing about 40 mph and getting frustrated.
On the long stretch before the rail road tracks I pulled out and passed the cars, crossed the tracks and was doing close to 60. In the line of cars coming towards was a state trooper 3 cars back. The radar went off as I saw him; I looked into my rearview and saw brake lights as he turned of the side of the road. As soon as I saw that I pulled to the shoulder and waited. Sure enough he made a U turn and pulled in behind me.
Now my brother in law’s workers were laughing and carrying on. As the State Trooper got out I recognized him. I had not seen this guy in almost 15 years. He was a grade behind me in school but we grew up playing baseball and football together from little league on. In fact we started as a tight end ( me ) and tackle in football my Sr. Year.
I get my stuff ready and keep my head down a bit as he walks up to the window. He asks for my info and I hand it to him, all the while the 2 guys are laughing out loud. He starts to read my name and stops, reads it again and looks at me. W/ a huge smile he says my name and then how the hell have you been! We talk for about 5 min giving a short life catch up story each. He tells me to slow down and says he hopes to see me again when I’m not speeding.
The guys in the truck are floored. I had not lived in the state for about 14 years and hadn’t seen him since I graduated high school but had the luck to have him be the State Trooper to pull me over. The next day going back through Batesville my friend just happens to pull up next to me at a stop light. He gets on his loud speaker and says, Hey you in the blue dodge, you better slow down then laughs as he turns left.

 

Forgot about my most recent run in with the Man. I was driving south in the left lane on the freeway going 80+. I'm in my pickup with my radar detector. In the left lane going north is a State Trooper and my radar detector goes off. There were Jersey walls between the north/south lanes and there was a cut through, but not the kind with a median strip in between. Anyway I see the lights go on and he pulls to the left to come through the cut. I'm thinking "Oh sh*t" and pull over to the middle lane and slow down. I'm looking in the mirror and I can see he wants to u-turn but traffic was very heavy and moving at 70 so he can't really make a safe clean move through and people are not stopping in the middle of the freeway to let him in. At this particular location you go over a hill crest about 1/4 mile from this cut through. As soon as I'm out of sight I hit the gas, get in the right lane and haul *** another 1/2 mile to the exit. The off ramp curls down and to the right to a right hand turn and then after 200 yards there is an entry into a hotel parking lot. I duck in there. Never got a ticket and chuckled to myself for the next couple of days. That was my lucky day because I am one point from losing my license.

 

forgot about this . some years ago my dl test came up and they wanted the written test. My thuughts were oh ****!!! so i hit the books and looked at all the cal laws .....
am not a good test taker!!! so i head to dmv.(knees knocking) the lady asked for my dl i open my wallet and she see my friends card (big badge and cal seal) sez govs office head of security, an older lady behind the counter comes over and sez oh honey you know the law better than we do you don't have to take any silly test. what a releaf!!

 

Since our moderators are lawbreakers, here is one...But I must note that it is ENTIRELY FICTIONAL AND DID NOT ACTUALLY HAPPEN!!!!

Had the M3 out and about on a sunny day, was heading down the Mexican 59 going to my office. This particular stretch of highway is situated running out of the urban area into the country with large cow pastures on both sides so there is really no road where law enforcement can set up a good radar post.

The only possible place was a 25 yard wide swatch of grass between the southbound and northbound lanes, but in 5 years I had never seen a cop there so I was quite unsuspecting as I powered through 3rd, 4th, and 5th gears. My M3 is quite loud, so I did not hear my wailing detector and since I was unsuspecting I was not paying attention to the flashing lights.

I blew by him (he was facing the other direction) at around 145 or so and of course noticed his lights and siren flash on. I was already preparing to exit and did so.

I was faced w/ a quandary....I have 100% respect for law enforcement and would never knowing try and outrun an officer of the law. However I had sort of already ditched him having made an abrupt turnoff at 100 mph onto the road leading to my office. I pulled into the college and immediately went up to my office.

An hour or so later I went to the local Wataburger to get a chicken sandwich. When I got to the parking lot a police officer had taken a very special interest in my car but obviously had no proof of its involvement in any illegal activity. I bid him a good day and when I got home promptly cleaned my pants.

I want to reiterate again that this venture WAS ENTIRELY FICTIONAL!!!

 

And if that is fiction then I'm superman.

 

Great stories! Let me toss in my "so long ago it's gotta be out of the statute of limitations" story -

Back in the 90's I had my very first turbo car and went with my girlfriend to her parents house to visit. Her younger brother (about 16 at the time) wanted a ride in the car so we went out on the road in front of their house (about 3 miles long with virtually no turns, two lanes). I ran down to one end and turned it around to make an all out pass. We were bouncing off the speed limiter at 135 (silly little Mitsubishi with it's H rated tires) when I passed a cop headed in the other direction. He already has his lights flashing as I passed him and as I looked in my rear view I saw his brake lights. He was definitely about to begin chase.

Of course I **** my pants and start to hit the brakes.

Her LITTLE BROTHER, the KID, proceeds to yell at me "YO MAN, KEEP THE PEDAL DOWN! HE'LL NEVER CATCH US!"

As the images of going to jail with my GF's little brother and having to explain this to her Dad flash through my mind, I keep it mashed till we get to the intersection leading out to the main drag. I couldn't stop the car in time and slide out through the intersection, then proceed to head back to my house about 8 miles away in the next county. No way I was headed back her house with that cop likely looking for me.

Needless to say, as this was going down they're all back at her parents house wondering where in the hell we are. I call her once I'm back at my place and tell her what happened. I asked that she (my GF) borrow her Mom's car and come pick up her brother to bring him back home. We made up a story that my car broke down and had to be towed. So about 30 minutes later we return back to her parents house with her little brother in tow, no tough questions, and no local cops sniffing around.

We never talked about it again.

 

Just remembered another one. I used to work for a Porsche dealer in Houston as a salesman. Back then you got a demo to drive after hours. It was the weekend and I decided to drive to Austin to see some friends. It was late at night and I was driving a then new 924. I'm going down some 2 lane country road at over 100{never thought about deer} and I'm passed by a cop going the other way. I look in the mirror and see his brake lights come on and then his top flashers. I let off the gas with a lump in my throat, thinking I just got nailed. I continue watching and to my amazement he turns off the flashing lights and never does the u-turn. Of course I never stopped and dodged another bullet.

While working at that same dealership, sometimes we were asked to drive cars to other dealerships to trade for a different color or whatnot. This particular time I had to take a car to Dallas for trade. I'm hauling *** and get hit with radar at 102. I got a ticket but I never cared because I had the lawyer from my previous post that I paid $40 plus the $40 ticket charge, which he postponed so many times the cops wouldn't show up at the trial. So because I knew I would get off, I proceed to haul *** again to Dallas. Within 15 minutes I got hit again with radar and ticketed going 95. Both those tickets and 13 others that year were all dismissed by the court because of that lawyer.

 

Larry, maybe you should get one of these next time

 

 

Got another story to add. One day I was coming back from In-N-Out Burger (local favorite amongst us here in Arnoldfornia) with my kids, and see 2 LAPD patrol cars in front of my house with 4 police officers standing in my driveway as I drive up. All 4 of them have a real serious look on their faces which concerned me right away. I was looking up through the open sunroof to see if the LAPD copter was in the sky, not there, good. My kids almost together say "your in big trouble dad" as we are still sitting in the car. I told them to keep quite and to let me do all the talking (good luck with a 7 and 8 year old, thinking in my head).

I step out of the car and identify myself as the homeowner, the lead officer explains to me the alarm to my house went off, and the alarm company dispatched the LAPD. Relief sets in for a moment, but realize there may be someone in my house or around my property. The kids and I walked over a few steps over to the neighbor's property for safety (with burgers in drinks in hand) so the one officer can secure the front, one rear of the house and 2 will enter through the open door. Guns drawn the officers take their positions, and my kids eyeballs got about 5X larger seeing this while eating their burgers (hey, no sense in letting them get cold, I ate mine too while this was going on).

A few minutes later, the all clear is given. The wife did not shut the door all the way and the breeze had push the door open. Good news!!! Well sort of, had a false alarm a few weeks ago and this one going to cost me $155.

I thank all the officers for coming out so quickly to the call. They all start standing around the car asking me about "this and that" about the car for a few minutes. Then lead officer asks me the inevitable question, "so how fast does it go?". I responded, " I have no idea officer, I always drive the speed limit". There was a few moments of silence, and then I see all the officers trying to surpress their BIG grins and then started to chuckle a bit.

They go back to their patrol cars still smiling and drive off. I guess a P-car can bring smiles in different ways.

 

get a Lamborghini and the amount of "conversation time" increases two fold.

 

About 15 yrs ago, I'm fresh out of grad school, making cash, bought an e36 M3, supercharged it, and have a hot new girfriend. I'm driving down the street thinking, wow, life is great!!!

Next to me at a stoplight, there was a middle aged guy in a sporty C class Merc. I slowly take off but leave it in first just in case. Sure enough, he floors it, then I do. After putting a few buslengths on him, I slowed down and I saw a motocycle cop behind me and I decided to pull over. Guns drawn, he ordered me out of the car and proceeded to shove me face first in the mud with his knee in my back. I was in a ******bag Miami Vice stage of my life with an Armani tee shirt and linen shorts at the time, as a side note, which probably made me look like even more of a D-bag all muddied up.

Anyhoo, I spent the next day and a half in Roswell, GA's very clean Jail which gave me ample time to think about life. I definitely learned my lesson...if that hot girlfriend knew how to drive stick, they would not have towed my car. I dumped her about a month later.

 

day and a half in jail for drag racing from a stoplight? I think there's more to the story.

 

104 in a 45. Not proud of it. I was just young, dumb, and full of ---.