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Have you outrun the cops?

I was listening to a talk radio program on the way home from work some 15 years or so ago. --The topic was just this one.--
A caller came on with a tale of an interstate chase that lasted nearly a hundred miles in which he got away.
The next caller that came on was the cop that chased and lost him. :)
 
sorta ...once by parking.
I had a '69 road runner,440/727/3.91sg. I was working at an IH dealership that sat between two roads in a Y. One of the guys I worked with lived across the street. He was ribbing me one day that he never saw me peel out, and didn't think the car would do it. He was usually sitting on his porch went I left, told him to be on the porch and I'd show him. I pulled up to the end of the lot, and stood on it, nice smokey burnout, pulled on the street and on the other road was a township cop at the stop sign looking at me. Well I was had, so I hung a right to pull back on the lot. On coming traffic kept the cop hung up. and the way the road was laid out, the tractor trailers sitting on the lot blocked his view of me pulling back on the lot, I shut the car off and had my paperwork in hand when I heard his siren and saw him flying down the road. Sat there for an instant, I fired the car up and headed the opposite direction to the state highway and home. Put the car in the garage and didn't drive it for a week.
 
Personally, I have "outrun" the cops many times but only for short distances.:(
In the late seventies, I commuted a 180mile round trip every weekend for a two-year job. My driver was a 68 hemi RR.
I got to be on a first-name basis with the state trooper that lurked on my interstate route.

One night I was alone on the freeway and the RR (as usual) found its happy speed of 80+mph.
Something caught my attention to my right.--It was my travel buddy the trooper. He eased up on me with --ALL-- of his lights turned off.
What caught my attention was -he turned on his interior light -so I could see his smiling face.
I pulled over and we had a good chat -and that time he didn't give me a ticket.
 
Not me but a buddy got chased on his KZ900 motorcycle. Ended up caught and a lot of tickets.

About 10 years later he became a cop.
 
JackR said:
Not me but a buddy got chased on his KZ900 motorcycle. Ended up caught and a lot of tickets.

About 10 years later he became a cop.
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This brings back memories about my bought new 73 Z1 900.
On the way to work one morning, I was harassed from a tailgater in dense traffic. After a few times, this guy almost bumped me from behind-I lost him by passing traffic on the shoulder.
A week later a cop came to my place of work to give me a ticket. This cop got my plate number and tracked me down.--:rolleyes:
I went to court and won the case on my own. --This cop was off duty and lied about the county this happened in.
 
I would out run them on my boat lol
We would hang out and drink when we were kids by a bridge.
We could see them coming from a mile away. Used to hop in the boat and leave and wave to them while riding off..lol
Did that more times then I remember. .
 
Lets just say Thomas was driving a street ported Mazda Rx7 down a highway when he came upon a Nissan 350z and the guy in the Z put it to the floor. Thomas also put it to the floor. The 350z didnt stand a chance. About the time Thomas passed the 350z 2 city police hit the ditch and were on the 350z's *** but Thomas saw them hit the ditch and the 350z hit the brakes. Thomas hit the gas and dropped a gear and shot on down the road. Never to be seen again. Thomas parked that car for a few days..
 
Once, I was 17, ended up being the cop that lived across from us.
Next day he walk across the street and said he knew it was me.
Talked his partner into not chasing me anymore.
Said(Don't Let It Happen Again) !!
 
Not outrun, but a couple of stories when I was young and dumb. ‘72 Chevelle SS, driving my stepson to the daycare and late for work. I was doing about 100 MPH and passed a sheriff in GA with a radar gun on the side of the road. I thought “oh ****, i’m done!” But he didn’t come after me. As I was returning to base, I figured that the sheriff was gone by then, so I drove over 100 to get back. Wrong! He was still there with his radar gun out. He just waved at me.

Then I was driving by the base entrance doing about 80 when the light turned red. I figured just go for it, but as I approached the intersection, I saw the sheriff sitting at the intersection so I figured that I’d better stop. I hit the brakes and skidded through the intersection sideways - facing the sheriff. I saw that he was just laughing at me! Never got a ticket from him. He must have been a cool guy!
 
When I was in high school, my best friend’s sister became a local cop. I saw her one day directing traffic while I was driving, so I stopped my car in the middle of the street, jumped out and ran over to her. I grabbed her in a bear hug and twirled her around while she was screaming and blowing her whistle. I dropped her and took off in my car. When she got off from work, she rushed home and punched me in the chest so hard! (I was spent a lot of time at their home in high school.). Her brothers thought this was the funniest thing ever.
 
My baby brother was working on a Boss Mustang a few years ago ( ok, many years ago ) and was piecing several cars together. Now, I really can't believe he was doing that . . . so he gets it all together and drive-able, and he takes it out for a spin . . . cop pulls him over because the plate on the front of the car does not match the plate on the back of the car . . .

Ruh Roh . . .

So what's he do . . . he reaches into the back seat of the car and pulls out a stack of plates and proceeds to ask the officer if one of these plates matches ? ?

If it was me, I would have been in jail . . . how he was able to drive home with no ticket has still got me bewildered . . . he had all the luck ! !
 
No, but I did get a ticket for going 63 MPH in first gear in my 77 Fury in a 35 MPH zone.
The cop said he could hear it screaming.
I had to explain that I was racing a pizza delivery guy for fun and that I had been drinking.
Luckily he let me walk home and promise to get the car the next day.
Boy was I lucky...
 
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In the seventies the Maryland State Troopers were driving 440 Plymouths. The one barrack had a mechanic who would experiment with different tune ups. Sitting next to one at a red light, late at night, they acually egged us on if we had a souped up ride just to see how they rated. Most of the time they were very lenient about things. A good talking too, "don't let me catch you back in town tonight" and you were good to go. They wanted respect and we gave it to them.

Late seventies, early eighties, my younger brother out ran them at least a dozen times. He had to hide his car somewhere and run for the house. They knew him and where he lived. It would be a half an hour to an hour before they would be knocking on the door. He'd be in bed most times before they arrived. Then the stories that they would tell mom and dad would scare the heck out of us. It's a wonder he made it home alive. Finally loosing his license straighten him out. He had to move out of state to get a driver's license again. Those were the days!

Every time I tried to do something illegal, a cop would be sitting right there watching me do it. I learned real early it wasn't worth it.
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I learned much from --day one-- about "cops"

At age 15 I got my first ticket for speeding on the beach. (a 15 mph limit) My bad for doing 30 mph.
The cop asked for my license to drive. I had none. Where do you live?- 70 miles from here.
So I asked the "cop" how can I get home? --since he explained to me that it was illegal for me to drive?
He said-- "I am going to leave you where you are and I am going to go that way" (pointing). If I catch you driving again I will give you another ticket.
This was my introduction to dealing with -and understanding- the "blue meanies".
A first lesson learned that served me well for many encounters yet to come.
 
Yes, to many times to mention, from 67-72. The last occurence was not really out running them, but it's a good story. I have lived within 20 miles of here all my life. I know most of this little towns police. One Saturday I went to a local car show about 20 miles away. On the way home obeying all traffic laws I had been tailgated by a early 70's Mustang. I was in my 62 Dart 413 Max Wedge. I got caught at a traffic light coming into town. The Mustang shot up beside me, racing his engine and power braking it at the light. There was little to no traffic for the appropriate 3/4 mile I could see to the next light. The light changed and I waited, just rolling out until he jumped out about 3 lengths. I did this as I didn't want the tires to go up in smoke. I then let it all go and shot back by him almost immediately. I got to the next traffic light and had to stop again. Apparently he had not had enough and was doing the same thing at the next light. He was only paying attention to me, but I had already seen one of the local police going the other way at this light. I also saw that I knew him and he had been to my place a couple of times and had the tour of my cars. When the light changed this time I did the exact same thing. When I shot past him this time, I saw the police make a U turn and came back toward us. I was about 4-5 lengths out on him and was only about 2 miles from my building, so I just continued on, put the car away. I knew this policeman knew me, so I waited about another 30 minutes and he never showed. The next Monday I went to O'Reilly Auto Parts. This policeman worked there as a second job and when I came in he motioned me over. He told me he gave the guy in the Mustang a reckless driving ticket. He said the guy was jumping up and down pointing the way I went and kept asking the whole time if he was going to have me picked up too. He wrote him his ticket and then told him that he was the one endangering others by his actions at the light and that he knew me and I was just testing and tuning my car.
 
ws23jrt said:
I was listening to a talk radio program on the way home from work some 15 years or so ago. --The topic was just this one.--
A caller came on with a tale of an interstate chase that lasted nearly a hundred miles in which he got away.
The next caller that came on was the cop that chased and lost him. :)
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Deja vu......seem to remember the same damn thing!
 
They didn't catch the Hellcat on the interstate wherever that was. He even outran the helicopter to. I will admit it doesn't happen often, but it does happen.
Lionized said:
Can't outrun a radio.
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