not my story but...
back in the day my youth leader was telling us stories of back in his day. He said they used to do "ride-alongs" or w.e (not sure if they still do em or not) and his parents made him do ride alongs to stay out of trouble, but apparently he got into more trouble hanging out with the cops anyways. But when he got older and started driving he knew all of the traffic cops. So one night (late at night) he pulled up next to an officer he knew at a stop light in his trans am and the cop challenged him to a race to this guy takes off and is beating the officer so bad he can't even see him but then another cop from another nearby town comes around the corner and pulls him (he was going well over a 100) as the PO was arresting him the PO who he was friends with came flying up and threw him against the hood of his car and was yelling and screaming at him. At this point my youth leader was really confused, then his PO buddy whispered "Just go with it" and he told the other PO that he had been chasing him and he had it from there and luckily the other officer left and he got out of everything
south padre island... spring break this year.. lucky i guess since i live 10min away.. i was going 30(speed limit) then caught up behind a cop that was going 21mph on the left lane. i turn on my blinker to get on the right lane, pass her then turn on my blinker again to get in-front of her, the only reason why i did that was we were looking for somewhere to eat and didn't realize that i needed to turn left on a street. STILL knowing i did nothing wrong though, she turns her lights on pulls me over and says "is there a problem sir? you seem to be switching lanes like crazy without your blinker"... wow... in a calm voice of course (since i do have a big respect for cops) "MAM' IM SORRY BUT I DO TURN MY BLINKER ON EVERY TIME I SWITCH LANES, I DRIVE SAFE ESPECIALLY WITH MY WIFE AND 1 YEAR OLD SON IN THE CAR" officer replies "oh so your saying im blind? because i got my eyes checked recently" i respond "no mam I'm not saying your blind, I'm saying i use my blinker every time i switch lanes." she asked for my drivers license and insurance, i give them to her. THEN a jeep xj passes by, lifted big tires.. screams out the window "HAHA LOSER".. cops gives me my lic/insu back and says "you can go" she runs back in her car and pulls over the xj a mile down the strip... hahaha
my Only one is campus police pull me over one night about 1 in the morning. Comes up to the window and says hes pulling me over because my tag lights are out, (this was with factory lights before litedots). then continues to ask for my registration and insurance and license. As i gather it i as in a remark, sir is my rear left tail light working? He says yes calmly not thinking anythign of it, so I say well I am quite certain my left tailight lights up my tag so if you say that is working I can not see how my tag could not be illuminated, he walks back looks at it for a few seconds, comes back and says be on your way and get home and gets in his car and takes off..
I guess they just figure its an easy way to get kids drinking and driving on campus, who knows.
I just had the exact same thing happen to me as I was heading home at like 1am on 4th of July.
i agree. cops can be stupid with old vehicles. i was driving my 1980 cj7 through town with no top or doors and i'm a hefty guy 6' 208 lbs so i have a gut and with baggy shirts it covers my lap belt since its an older jeep and i got pulled over for no seatbelt and the cop called backup to which the new cops confirmed what i said that lap belts were grandfathered in and completely legal. lets just admit it. cops love pulling over jeeps to look at them
more sad than funny: i am one of those rare jeep owners of african american decent! cop attempt to pull me over while im already pulled over IN A NEIGHBORHOOD, asks why im parked and before i can answer asks me HOW MUCH WEED IV SMOKE TONIGHT? now im PISSED, and inform him that i dont smoke. he ask why my eyes are red and i look at the time and show him that it IS 3AM i just got off work and im quite tired. i notice literally 4 other cop cars arrive. they realize that they have nothing to fine me for and leave.
one thing I know for certain, and they undoubtedly know too when they're fishing you... red eyes are not probable cause.
This didn't happen to me but I know it's a true story. The participants were foolish, but that often makes for a good story.
I have a pal who stopped drinking when he woke up in prison in Germany. Needless to say he had some good stories leading up to that point.
He and a pal were in a restaurant in Oakland drinking scotch starting around noon. Around midnight they decided to leave. My pal had ridden his motorcycle and was carrying his handgun. He is a total gun freak, very into handloading and such.
So, he took a few laps walking around the parking lot to see if he could sober up. He was sure he couldn't so he had the presence of mind to hand his gun to his friend, got on his motorcycle and proceeded to drive across the Oakland/SF Bay Bridge. He told me he was so hammered that he had to ride with one hand over one of his eyes.
On the SF side of Treasure Island he got pulled over by a cop. I guess he wasn't driving very well and the cop saw him with one hand over one eye. So my pal was run through all the drunk tests. Say the alphabet backward, lean back on one foot and hold your hands out, etc... and he passed every test. The cop told him he didn't care if my pal could pass the tests since he could smell scotch on his reeking breath so he was calling out a blood unit.
Around this time shots were fired somewhere nearby so the cop rushed back to my pal and said "You live less than a mile from here. Here is your license. You go directly home. I am going to stop by later to check that your bike is there. If I ever see you out here again you are going straight to jail."
The cop sped off.
So, somewhat sobered up by this experience and shaking from adrenaline, my pal limped home and counted himself lucky.
A few minutes later his friend came in and basically said "Oh, they let you go! I saw you get pulled over so I exited the bridge, went down to the water and emptied your gun into the bay..."
Like they say, a friend will help you move; a real friend will help you move a body.
When I was about 16 there were 7 of us in a 4 door sedan, dragging main one summer night at 2AM in the larger town adjacent to our smallville where I grew up. A cop pulled us over and as he walked up to the car he stuck his night stick in the rear passenger window and rattled it around like a dinner triangle. . . . He told us "At 2:00 AM in this town there is nothing out but cops, crooks and Whores!". One of the smart alecs in the back seat said "We're Whores!". He stuck the night stick in the drivers window and poked our driver gently and said "You little SOB's go home and stay there." We responded with a crisp "Yes Sir" and we did exactly as we were told. It was clear he meant business and it would not have ended happily, had we not complied.