Hi Almost had my NSX taken away on a flatbed! At least thats what the cop threatened. I was driving down a main road near where I live 2lanes both ways speed limit 40 i was doing around 50 no big deal when this car behind me was right up my @ss 4 guys in it so i got annoyed dropped into second took off pulled into the right lane prob hit about 85 give or take slowed down then the a-hole gets right behind me again 2 minutes later lights strobe lights start blinking it was an unmarked! i pull over they gave me they hardest time they were going to call a flat bed because they said i was driving recklessly! unbelievable now i know why i cant stand cops! i got away without any tickets but dam it was so hard having to bite my tongue!!
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i got away without any tickets
Sounds like they knew they'd not only lose in court, but might even get disciplined by their department.
Sounds like they knew they'd not only lose in court, but might even get disciplined by their department.
Last Saturday I received my first speeding ticket since I've bought my NSX. 56 in a 40 around 12 a.m. Doh!
Gentlemen,
I don't ever recommend anyone ever doing this, but this was story. I have a 91 SNX stock auto. Me and a buddy in his 850 BMW were headed to a cookout. We were on a well known interstate doing about 100mph. I had a female friend with me at this time in my car. I happened to look in the rear view mirror and I saw a trooper with his blue lights on. Now at the time there was a median seperating me and the cop. The lanes were going to join about 1/4-1/2 mile ahead. He was on one side and I was on the other. On his side there was a slight hill going down about 1/4 mile behind me, so he could only see my car for a little bit longer on my side of the median. I don't even know if he knew what kind of car it was at that distance. I could have slowed down and pulled over and let him go by cause my car was almost lower than the median. Doing this might have given me away because I was in the center of a 4 way hghway and being that the road was congested cars behind me would have been slowing down giving myself away. So I said *#$%#$ it!! He couldn't have seen my liscense. I hit the gas pedal and ducked through the traffic! I got up to 130mph! I knew two things the next exit was 3/4-1 mile ahead and troopers can only go 120mph were I live
! He didn't have a chance. By the time I hit the exit, I didn't even see him. When I got to the exit I was doing about 80mph around a curved exit! My car was burning rubber! The light was luckily green at the bottom. By the time I went through the light, the cop was going by on thte overpass. He didn't even know I got off at this exit. I even left my buddy in his 850! When I finally parked my car, all I could smell was rubber!! I slowed down and parked my car and said wheeeeeeeeeeeeeeeew, that was one of the coolest experiences I had ever done and LAST!
I don't ever recommend anyone ever doing this, but this was story. I have a 91 SNX stock auto. Me and a buddy in his 850 BMW were headed to a cookout. We were on a well known interstate doing about 100mph. I had a female friend with me at this time in my car. I happened to look in the rear view mirror and I saw a trooper with his blue lights on. Now at the time there was a median seperating me and the cop. The lanes were going to join about 1/4-1/2 mile ahead. He was on one side and I was on the other. On his side there was a slight hill going down about 1/4 mile behind me, so he could only see my car for a little bit longer on my side of the median. I don't even know if he knew what kind of car it was at that distance. I could have slowed down and pulled over and let him go by cause my car was almost lower than the median. Doing this might have given me away because I was in the center of a 4 way hghway and being that the road was congested cars behind me would have been slowing down giving myself away. So I said *#$%#$ it!! He couldn't have seen my liscense. I hit the gas pedal and ducked through the traffic! I got up to 130mph! I knew two things the next exit was 3/4-1 mile ahead and troopers can only go 120mph were I live
<small>Gad, I hope no one from law enforcement is reading this, but if they are, I swear that none of the following is true.
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I was driving up I-280 near Palo Alto, light mid-day traffic, when a poser in a red Firebird pulled up along side and indicated that he wanted to go. I wasn't really in the mood, but very quickly we were off to the races and up over 100 mph. He had the jump on me, but I was rapidly gaining on him. Then, I heard a faint blip from my V1 in an area I've never heard it blip before. Instinctively, I downshifted and quickly brought the car back down to normal freeway speed. The Firebird continued to accelerate. <small>And I'm sure you can see where this is going...</small>
To the right, there he was, hiding behind a bush, blasting away with his radar gun. Now the V1 was screaming, but I was cool. Moments later the CHP passed me at a high rate of speed and disappeared ahead of me.
About five minutes later, I saw the Firebird getting his reward for beating me in our little race. I made sure to change over to the right lane so that he could plainly see me as I drove past.
My Valentine 1 pays for itself again.
-Bob ('94 #496)
I was driving up I-280 near Palo Alto, light mid-day traffic, when a poser in a red Firebird pulled up along side and indicated that he wanted to go. I wasn't really in the mood, but very quickly we were off to the races and up over 100 mph. He had the jump on me, but I was rapidly gaining on him. Then, I heard a faint blip from my V1 in an area I've never heard it blip before. Instinctively, I downshifted and quickly brought the car back down to normal freeway speed. The Firebird continued to accelerate. <small>And I'm sure you can see where this is going...</small>
To the right, there he was, hiding behind a bush, blasting away with his radar gun. Now the V1 was screaming, but I was cool. Moments later the CHP passed me at a high rate of speed and disappeared ahead of me.
About five minutes later, I saw the Firebird getting his reward for beating me in our little race. I made sure to change over to the right lane so that he could plainly see me as I drove past.
My Valentine 1 pays for itself again.
-Bob ('94 #496)
Welp, last february i went on a vintage car rally through AZ called the Barret Jackson Road Classic or something or other. Anyways it was a bunch of rich guy driving their old jags and ferrari around the state to benefit the wives of fallen officers. We had HP escorts on motorcycles that were supposed to keep us out of trouble etc from local law enforcement etc.
Anyways my dad being the nice guy he is, let me take his f-40 while he drove a 300sl gullwing. i got about half-way thru the first day before the urge to start maniacally speeding took over.
After lunch, a family friend and i decided to take off from the rest of the pack, he was driving a porsche 906, 300 hp about 1440lbs. The car was FAST, and i was in the f40. We started going thru some mountain passes and we were hauling, coming out of the corners and onto the straights id be hitting 150-160 easy before getting on the brakes for the next turn. Anyways we continued like this for about an hour.. him leading, me leading just basically goofing off and driving fast.
well we came out of one corner onto this looong straight cruising at about 130. way off in the distance i saw a white car, going 130 in about 5 seconds i was within radar range, the porsche was in front of me and as we passed the cop on the two lane road going the other direction we were STILL travelling about 125. The cops had his lights on before he drove past us.
My friend slowed and started to pull over, me being the smart guy that i am double clutched it into third and put the hammer down, 165-170 mph later i couldnt even SEE the cop about 5 miles back. I tell you i was so pumped on adrenaline i was shaking. Well i slowed for traffic and trucks a few miles up and finally i saw the cop still giving chase. He had told my friend to pull over and then had continued after me.. Shit i thought, i can either run and risk wrecking this 400k dollar car, getting shot and arrested which i was sure i was going to be, or i can pull over. So after about a mile, i put on my best 'who me im innocent face' and pulled over.
Needless to say the cop came to the door with his gun drawn instructing me to throw the keys outside te window. Not a good situation. Our escorts who had heard the guy over radio saying he was in pursuit were racing like mad to get to the scene. I managed to calm down the guy, i was nicely dressed and i told him i had no rear visibility out the back of the car do to the plexi-glass spine blocking my view. He subsequently stated that he clocked over 5 miles at 125 mph before he could even see me.
Eventually the other officers talked him into letting me off, and actually i got off relatively easy. I got a ticket for going 123 in a 55, and i was able to take traffic court so it didnt go on my record. I kind of set the tone for the rest of the rally though. Usually EVERYONE speeds (although not as severely as my case) but not this time. The officers were pissed that i kind of made a mockery of them and EVERYONE got tickets for minimalist speeding it was pretty ridiculous.
i dont really care though, it was the most fun ive EVER had, those minutes before we saw the cop. theres nothing like shifting at redline in 3rd on full boost and hearing the wastegate whoosh from a 675 hp car. Oh yeah.. later on my dad talked to one of the escorts about the situation and how i couldnt 'see' out the car and the cop told him "next time your son passes a cop doing 120, tell him its not the best idea to drop it down a gear and romp it" haha oops. Sorry bout the long post
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Anyways my dad being the nice guy he is, let me take his f-40 while he drove a 300sl gullwing. i got about half-way thru the first day before the urge to start maniacally speeding took over.
After lunch, a family friend and i decided to take off from the rest of the pack, he was driving a porsche 906, 300 hp about 1440lbs. The car was FAST, and i was in the f40. We started going thru some mountain passes and we were hauling, coming out of the corners and onto the straights id be hitting 150-160 easy before getting on the brakes for the next turn. Anyways we continued like this for about an hour.. him leading, me leading just basically goofing off and driving fast.
well we came out of one corner onto this looong straight cruising at about 130. way off in the distance i saw a white car, going 130 in about 5 seconds i was within radar range, the porsche was in front of me and as we passed the cop on the two lane road going the other direction we were STILL travelling about 125. The cops had his lights on before he drove past us.
My friend slowed and started to pull over, me being the smart guy that i am double clutched it into third and put the hammer down, 165-170 mph later i couldnt even SEE the cop about 5 miles back. I tell you i was so pumped on adrenaline i was shaking. Well i slowed for traffic and trucks a few miles up and finally i saw the cop still giving chase. He had told my friend to pull over and then had continued after me.. Shit i thought, i can either run and risk wrecking this 400k dollar car, getting shot and arrested which i was sure i was going to be, or i can pull over. So after about a mile, i put on my best 'who me im innocent face' and pulled over.
Needless to say the cop came to the door with his gun drawn instructing me to throw the keys outside te window. Not a good situation. Our escorts who had heard the guy over radio saying he was in pursuit were racing like mad to get to the scene. I managed to calm down the guy, i was nicely dressed and i told him i had no rear visibility out the back of the car do to the plexi-glass spine blocking my view. He subsequently stated that he clocked over 5 miles at 125 mph before he could even see me.
Eventually the other officers talked him into letting me off, and actually i got off relatively easy. I got a ticket for going 123 in a 55, and i was able to take traffic court so it didnt go on my record. I kind of set the tone for the rest of the rally though. Usually EVERYONE speeds (although not as severely as my case) but not this time. The officers were pissed that i kind of made a mockery of them and EVERYONE got tickets for minimalist speeding it was pretty ridiculous.
i dont really care though, it was the most fun ive EVER had, those minutes before we saw the cop. theres nothing like shifting at redline in 3rd on full boost and hearing the wastegate whoosh from a 675 hp car. Oh yeah.. later on my dad talked to one of the escorts about the situation and how i couldnt 'see' out the car and the cop told him "next time your son passes a cop doing 120, tell him its not the best idea to drop it down a gear and romp it" haha oops. Sorry bout the long post
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hey hey,
GBM, HOLY CRAP!. Nice story. 123 in a 55. Man, if i ever did that, I'm pretty sure i'd be in DEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEP trouble.
Closest thing i can get to that for now in in Need for Speed: Hot Pursuit!
Anyhow, thanks for the interesting read.
l8z
GBM, HOLY CRAP!. Nice story. 123 in a 55. Man, if i ever did that, I'm pretty sure i'd be in DEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEP trouble.
Closest thing i can get to that for now in in Need for Speed: Hot Pursuit!
Anyhow, thanks for the interesting read.
l8z
Thanks for the great stories! Great reading. GBM- I'm totally JEALOUS! I loved the plexiglass excuse!
Just wanted to remind all of you. (I'm sure you know.) You might be able to outrun or elude the cop (I've been there too) but you can NEVER outrun the RADIOS in the cop cars.
Just wanted to remind all of you. (I'm sure you know.) You might be able to outrun or elude the cop (I've been there too) but you can NEVER outrun the RADIOS in the cop cars.
http://www.nsxprime.com/FAQ/Media/rockymtnnews070614.htm
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Back in my "younger" days, I had a black 3000GT VR4 with shiny chrome wheels and dark tinted windows that needless to say got plenty of police attention - even when I am obeying all applicable laws.
Anyway, I was driving through a 35 mph road when a over-confident muscle car driver wanted to prove his worth to me. We then proceeded to fly past traffic, reaching as high as 80 mph. It was at night so all I can see were headlights through my mirrors. After a brief moment, I lost sight of the other "racer." However, I noticed another set of headlights tailing me closely. To my horror, I realized that it was a cop, and he was right at my tail. I had no idea where he came from or when he got behind me.
Sure enough, he pulled me over, but here is the interesting part. He told me that he had lots of other things to do and that he didn't have time to write a ticket. He also said, "I totally understand... young man in a muscle car.... the need for speed. I can relate."
Wow.... I was in disbelief at that moment. Here is a cop telling me that he understood the need for speed! Anyway, he went on to say that he would let me go if upon verification my car wasn't stolen and that I wasn't drunk. Of course, the car was all mine and I was completely sober, so he let me go - not even with a warning.
I then drove home at well below the speed limit... grateful that I did not end up in jail that night.
- Allan
Anyway, I was driving through a 35 mph road when a over-confident muscle car driver wanted to prove his worth to me. We then proceeded to fly past traffic, reaching as high as 80 mph. It was at night so all I can see were headlights through my mirrors. After a brief moment, I lost sight of the other "racer." However, I noticed another set of headlights tailing me closely. To my horror, I realized that it was a cop, and he was right at my tail. I had no idea where he came from or when he got behind me.
Sure enough, he pulled me over, but here is the interesting part. He told me that he had lots of other things to do and that he didn't have time to write a ticket. He also said, "I totally understand... young man in a muscle car.... the need for speed. I can relate."
Wow.... I was in disbelief at that moment. Here is a cop telling me that he understood the need for speed! Anyway, he went on to say that he would let me go if upon verification my car wasn't stolen and that I wasn't drunk. Of course, the car was all mine and I was completely sober, so he let me go - not even with a warning.
I then drove home at well below the speed limit... grateful that I did not end up in jail that night.
- Allan
Going more than twenty over the posted limit is considered reckless driving in AZ. They do not give you a ticket for it, they take you to jail. I know, I have been there.
First posting on here, too bad is has to be about my first ticket with the NSX
Driving home last night in Minneapolis, come up upon a bridge I know would have cops at that time due to its location near a bunch of bars, but I was foolish (probably because of my V1 detector). Anyhow, going 35 (limit is 30) and getting on the bridge I decide to gun it to show off a little to some guys in a truck revving it. So I get up to 75 or so real quick, no traffic ahead of me, then slow down to about 40. Well, as I'm slowing I see the cherries light up on the other side of the road where he was camped out and I get pulled over. Ask him to show me his radar reading, which he does (51 - Phew! got me after I slowed a little
) and then I get a speeding ticket although he mentions he could have given a reckless because I was more than 20 over. Lucky me I guess
Oh, also took a breathalizer which I guess is standard at that location as a lot of people are leaving bars that time of night. Blew a 0.01 so that was fine
Anyhow, I'm not certain about his radar - my V1 did NOTHING that I remember and it is usually right on. So unless he zapped me real quick I am quesitoning his reading a little. But I don't think I'll fight this one...
Driving home last night in Minneapolis, come up upon a bridge I know would have cops at that time due to its location near a bunch of bars, but I was foolish (probably because of my V1 detector). Anyhow, going 35 (limit is 30) and getting on the bridge I decide to gun it to show off a little to some guys in a truck revving it. So I get up to 75 or so real quick, no traffic ahead of me, then slow down to about 40. Well, as I'm slowing I see the cherries light up on the other side of the road where he was camped out and I get pulled over. Ask him to show me his radar reading, which he does (51 - Phew! got me after I slowed a little
HEheh reading all these stories reminds me of when I was in my 92 Turbocharged Prelude Si... I was driving on the topside of the 285 perimter going east following a friend to his place after work... when I decided to take advantage of the ~2 mile gap in traffic that I managed to weasle out of and down shifted into 3rd at about 50mph and ran it thru the gears all the way up to about 125mph... and that was about all I could do because I caught up to the traffic ahead pretty quickly... I didnt even notice that my friend had done the same thing in his car... a VW shirocco *sp* and by this time i'm just toolin' along when I see him getting pulled over in my rearview mirror!
So I start to make my way into the crowd of cars half way pulling over and half way trying to hide when I see the cop coming after me... so we both pull over... I'm in back and my friend was in front of me... the cop pulled in behind us both and ran up to my window and screamed "LICENSE AND INSURANCE!!!" and proceeded to walk to my friend's car...Luckily my friend was 38 at the time (i was about 21 yrs old) So he was able to talk to the cop... needless to say I was petrified... I had no idea how fast he clocked me... he got us both out of the car and told us "you know you're going to jail right?!" I said... "I do now...."
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I asked the officer how fast he clocked me and he said "One hundred miles per hour SON! I had to go 110 just to catch up to you!"
But somehow my friend was able to talk to the cop and explain that he was trying to catch up to me to tell me that he wanted to stop by his mother's house who was going out of town that night for 2 months to give her some Christmas gifts before she left! hahah and the cop believed it! The officer stood us outside of our cars and said "now i'm not too against speed now and then but There's a time and a place for it! I see that your car can easily handle 100+mph .... but this VW...heh it would fall apart!" And all the while he was standing just off the pavement and I was standing on the pavement facing him... me being 6'4" he had to look up to me and as soon as he realized that he was looking up to me he said "YOU 2 get down here! i'm not about to look up to you!"...
All and all it was a good experience b/c it humbled me... in GA if you're caught going 24 or more over the speed limit your license is suspended for 1 year and your insurance company abandons you... so my life would have been ruined and so would my career b/c i wouldnt have been able to drive to work! Altho i'm sure i would have anyways....
heh so now I have the V1 and it's paid for itself many time over....
Be safe -Electro
I asked the officer how fast he clocked me and he said "One hundred miles per hour SON! I had to go 110 just to catch up to you!"
But somehow my friend was able to talk to the cop and explain that he was trying to catch up to me to tell me that he wanted to stop by his mother's house who was going out of town that night for 2 months to give her some Christmas gifts before she left! hahah and the cop believed it! The officer stood us outside of our cars and said "now i'm not too against speed now and then but There's a time and a place for it! I see that your car can easily handle 100+mph .... but this VW...heh it would fall apart!" And all the while he was standing just off the pavement and I was standing on the pavement facing him... me being 6'4" he had to look up to me and as soon as he realized that he was looking up to me he said "YOU 2 get down here! i'm not about to look up to you!"...
All and all it was a good experience b/c it humbled me... in GA if you're caught going 24 or more over the speed limit your license is suspended for 1 year and your insurance company abandons you... so my life would have been ruined and so would my career b/c i wouldnt have been able to drive to work! Altho i'm sure i would have anyways....
heh so now I have the V1 and it's paid for itself many time over....
Be safe -Electro
I was on my Ducati 748 on Highway 5 north of Atlanta about 7:00am on a sunday not too long ago doing about 100mph. Sure as sh!&^% a GHP was sitting in the median with a big smile and a bigger radar gun. I shifted down to neutral, coasting to a stop, as the renta-cop pulled in behind me. His first question was "Why were you speeding?" My response was a simple one, "Because I didn't see you!" Laughing and shaking his head, I continued that I did this every now and then, and was always home before anyone was out of their 'jamies. He said at least I was smart about it, and let me go...
I've had my share of tickets in the NSX, but the worst time wasn't me. My wife and I had driven down from Houston to Corpus Christi to meet my father and brother and close family friends for Thanksgiving. The Sunday after we were headed back to Houston, my father and brother accompanying us. My wife and father were in the NSX in the lead, my brother and I (driving) were following in his tricked out Neon (white monochrome with red stripes down the top front to back and 17" rims).
We had the NSX in front with the built-in front and rear radar detector and were only going about 75 in a 65 MPH area if I recall correctly. It was a large divided four lane. My wife slowed down when she saw a highway patrolman in the center meridian - I never saw him. We weren't even concerned when he put on his lights and pulled in behind us. He came past me and pulled in front of me turned around and motioned me over and then continued on to pull my wife over, too!
The reason I hadn't been concerned was because an old Ford Ranger extended cab pickup had been passing us rapidly when he claimed to have gotten us for speeding! The asshole (yes, he was one - no other word to describe him) then had to go about interrogating us separately as to whether we knew each other and where we were going. I guess the coup of getting two people from the same household wasn't good enough so he gave my wife a warning for no front plate, and me a warning for a front bulb that didn't blink in hazard mode (blinked fine for turn signal). I never argue with policemen so I didn't even mention the truck that I am sure he really tagged with radar.
We intended to fight the tickets but under the advice of a local attorney decided it wasn't worth pursuing. He was quite familiar with the officer who had developed a reputation already and wasn't expected to last much longer due to the complaints he received. I hope he's living under a bridge somewhere. You can do your job without being a jerk especially when the people you pull over are completely respectful.
We had the NSX in front with the built-in front and rear radar detector and were only going about 75 in a 65 MPH area if I recall correctly. It was a large divided four lane. My wife slowed down when she saw a highway patrolman in the center meridian - I never saw him. We weren't even concerned when he put on his lights and pulled in behind us. He came past me and pulled in front of me turned around and motioned me over and then continued on to pull my wife over, too!
The reason I hadn't been concerned was because an old Ford Ranger extended cab pickup had been passing us rapidly when he claimed to have gotten us for speeding! The asshole (yes, he was one - no other word to describe him) then had to go about interrogating us separately as to whether we knew each other and where we were going. I guess the coup of getting two people from the same household wasn't good enough so he gave my wife a warning for no front plate, and me a warning for a front bulb that didn't blink in hazard mode (blinked fine for turn signal). I never argue with policemen so I didn't even mention the truck that I am sure he really tagged with radar.
We intended to fight the tickets but under the advice of a local attorney decided it wasn't worth pursuing. He was quite familiar with the officer who had developed a reputation already and wasn't expected to last much longer due to the complaints he received. I hope he's living under a bridge somewhere. You can do your job without being a jerk especially when the people you pull over are completely respectful.
The *only* time I ever got pulled over, I was in the middle of Utah heading for Canyonlands Nat'l Park, at about 2:30AM. We had been driving all night, and I was sick of driving....with a mile to go to the turn, I bumped a hill going 70 (in a 60mph zone).
Cop driving a blazer down the other side nails, tosses on the lights immediately, I jam on the brakes and just pull right over. I mean, I'm in the middle of Utah @ 2:30, not like it was high traffic
He thanks me for pulling really quickly, and not trying to weasle out of it. As I'm fumbling around for my license/registration my girlfriend is laughing at me for being so damn nervous, so the cop starts laughing at me too. As I give him the items, I asked him how far it was to the Canyonlands turn off and he says 'just up the road a piece, turn right, and remember to go slow - there are tons of rabbits on the roads tonight.'
After he lets me go, and I stop laughing and making Monty Python references of killer attack rabits, I start down the road to Canyonlands. Now, this road takes about 20 minutes....and I think I hit a damn rabbit every minute of that drive...no joke. Not like I'm sadistic or anything, its pitch black out and I'm rolling along at 15mph, and the damn rabbits keep running under my car. Talk about disturbing.
Cop driving a blazer down the other side nails, tosses on the lights immediately, I jam on the brakes and just pull right over. I mean, I'm in the middle of Utah @ 2:30, not like it was high traffic
He thanks me for pulling really quickly, and not trying to weasle out of it. As I'm fumbling around for my license/registration my girlfriend is laughing at me for being so damn nervous, so the cop starts laughing at me too. As I give him the items, I asked him how far it was to the Canyonlands turn off and he says 'just up the road a piece, turn right, and remember to go slow - there are tons of rabbits on the roads tonight.'
After he lets me go, and I stop laughing and making Monty Python references of killer attack rabits, I start down the road to Canyonlands. Now, this road takes about 20 minutes....and I think I hit a damn rabbit every minute of that drive...no joke. Not like I'm sadistic or anything, its pitch black out and I'm rolling along at 15mph, and the damn rabbits keep running under my car. Talk about disturbing.
Last Friday night, was coming back from a "party" with some co-workers, and got pulled over at about 3am.
Interestingly enough
- I didn't have my license on me
- No front license plate
- 20% tint on my windows
- No registration stickers on my rear license plate
- 3 Un-opened Guinness ES cans sitting on the passenger seat
- And I (stupidly) decided to toy with the cop by accelerating to the speed limit as fast as I could
The cop came to my window, looked inside, and asked for the important information. I explained that I had lost my license, but I gave him my registration/insurance. He went back to his car, then came back and said "I could cite you, but im not going to, just get the stuff taken care of." He then started asking questions about my exhuast (RM DTM), what other Mods I had, and other general "How much do you love your car" questions. He didn't even ask me if I had been drinking...
It was the first time that I ever felt really good after getting pulled over!
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Interestingly enough
- I didn't have my license on me
- No front license plate
- 20% tint on my windows
- No registration stickers on my rear license plate
- 3 Un-opened Guinness ES cans sitting on the passenger seat
- And I (stupidly) decided to toy with the cop by accelerating to the speed limit as fast as I could
The cop came to my window, looked inside, and asked for the important information. I explained that I had lost my license, but I gave him my registration/insurance. He went back to his car, then came back and said "I could cite you, but im not going to, just get the stuff taken care of." He then started asking questions about my exhuast (RM DTM), what other Mods I had, and other general "How much do you love your car" questions. He didn't even ask me if I had been drinking...
It was the first time that I ever felt really good after getting pulled over!
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Talk about practically begging for a ticket....man, you were lucky! You could have gotten screwed six ways from sunday with that evidence.
Particularly in this area, where they aren't exactly happy about tricked out imports...though the NSX doesn't really fall into that category IMHO.
Particularly in this area, where they aren't exactly happy about tricked out imports...though the NSX doesn't really fall into that category IMHO.
The closest I've come to being ticketed was one of those situations where you had to wonder why the cop even bothered pulling me over.
April, 2001 - I was casually cruising through the canyons along Mullholland Hwy. I came over a ridge and saw a cop parked facing me further up the road. As I neared, he flashed the lights. I figured he wasn't doing this for me, but there where no other cars in sight so I started to slow down. Sure enough, he starts his car as I drive past, pulls a u-turn, and pulls me over.
Now I'm starting to worry because a) I have no front plate, b) I had not yet received my registration renewal and sticker (my sticker displays March, 2000).
When he comes up to the window and asks "You know why I pulled you over?" I had to honestly reply, "I have absolutely no idea."
He stated that the area I was driving in has a 55mph speed limit and his radar gun clocked me at 62mph.
If I could only describe my look of genuine surprise. First of all, I thought speeding would be the last thing he would be pulling me over for. And secondly, I couldn't believe he'd be making any kind of deal about a piddly 7 mph over the limit in an area where people are known to take spirited drives.
Of course, he now asks for my license and registration. I hand him my license, but then fumble around as I reach into my glove compartment for my expired registration card. Much to my relief, he hands me back my license and says "Mr. Iwasaki, just slow it down or next time I'll have to give you a ticket."
What was the point of all that?
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--akira3D
'00 Acura NSX-T (red/black), '97 Honda Civic HX (black), '01 Lexus IS300 (black/black)
"Reality is better than the dream..."
akira3d.com/nsx
[This message has been edited by akira3d (edited 20 August 2001).]
April, 2001 - I was casually cruising through the canyons along Mullholland Hwy. I came over a ridge and saw a cop parked facing me further up the road. As I neared, he flashed the lights. I figured he wasn't doing this for me, but there where no other cars in sight so I started to slow down. Sure enough, he starts his car as I drive past, pulls a u-turn, and pulls me over.
Now I'm starting to worry because a) I have no front plate, b) I had not yet received my registration renewal and sticker (my sticker displays March, 2000).
When he comes up to the window and asks "You know why I pulled you over?" I had to honestly reply, "I have absolutely no idea."
He stated that the area I was driving in has a 55mph speed limit and his radar gun clocked me at 62mph.
If I could only describe my look of genuine surprise. First of all, I thought speeding would be the last thing he would be pulling me over for. And secondly, I couldn't believe he'd be making any kind of deal about a piddly 7 mph over the limit in an area where people are known to take spirited drives.
Of course, he now asks for my license and registration. I hand him my license, but then fumble around as I reach into my glove compartment for my expired registration card. Much to my relief, he hands me back my license and says "Mr. Iwasaki, just slow it down or next time I'll have to give you a ticket."
What was the point of all that?
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--akira3D
'00 Acura NSX-T (red/black), '97 Honda Civic HX (black), '01 Lexus IS300 (black/black)
"Reality is better than the dream..."
akira3d.com/nsx
[This message has been edited by akira3d (edited 20 August 2001).]
Still thanking my luck stars: here we go.
It was about 5:30 AM on a workday and I was going into work early to get some crap done. Going East on Hwy 50 doing about 70 most of the way. About 3 miles from work I decided,.... there are no cars (relatively) and it is just about sun up, nice and cold for the intake,.... why not? Popped it to about 120-125.
The offramp to my office is a NICELY banked left hand sweeper (Zinfindel for you locals) where the road drops down and banks left as you go up hill (tons-o-traction) so I take it at about 80ish, wrench on the brakes to haul my car down at the stop light.... actually make a good stop and then roar off onto the surface streets to take another left hander at a modestly quick pace.
At that point I am about done as I have had my fun and also becuase I get caught behind a slow car (which may have turned out to be a good thing) and just put-put around.
Out of the rear view mirror I see there Crown Vic lights come barreling on my A** and I think, hummm is that a cop, oh Sh*& it a cop. So I play good, signal onto a connecting street and he follows. As soon as it is all clear he flips on his lights and I pull over. (This is DIRECTLY in front of my office now
He sits there for maybe 5 minutes and I figure he is just makeing me sweat, well turns out he was waiting for two other patrol cars to show up. One parks behind him and one in front of me (backing up to block me in)
He comes up to my window, I roll down, turn the car off, and have both hands on the wheel.
Cop: "Did you have your foot stuck on the gas or in your mouth?"
Me: (In my head) Huh?????
(Out Loud) No Sir.....
Cop asks for my license and reg. I hand him my reg but my license in the in the trunk so I have to get out and it for him.
I get back in the car and wait, I still don't know what he got me for, 120 on the highway, 80 on the offramp, or something over 50 on the surface street.
Cop: Looks like the car belongs to you,... you better slow down from now on!
Me: Thank you Sir, have a good morning.
Best part of the incident: I was wearing a Dali Racing Jacket and on the back it has Racing in big bold letters, when I got my license from my trunk he was directly behind me
Worst Part: Shating bricks thinking I was going to have the car towed :-(
Reason I got off: Beats the crap out of me, I figure he must not have had me on radar and could not determing exactly how fast I was going.
It was about 5:30 AM on a workday and I was going into work early to get some crap done. Going East on Hwy 50 doing about 70 most of the way. About 3 miles from work I decided,.... there are no cars (relatively) and it is just about sun up, nice and cold for the intake,.... why not? Popped it to about 120-125.
The offramp to my office is a NICELY banked left hand sweeper (Zinfindel for you locals) where the road drops down and banks left as you go up hill (tons-o-traction) so I take it at about 80ish, wrench on the brakes to haul my car down at the stop light.... actually make a good stop and then roar off onto the surface streets to take another left hander at a modestly quick pace.
At that point I am about done as I have had my fun and also becuase I get caught behind a slow car (which may have turned out to be a good thing) and just put-put around.
Out of the rear view mirror I see there Crown Vic lights come barreling on my A** and I think, hummm is that a cop, oh Sh*& it a cop. So I play good, signal onto a connecting street and he follows. As soon as it is all clear he flips on his lights and I pull over. (This is DIRECTLY in front of my office now
He sits there for maybe 5 minutes and I figure he is just makeing me sweat, well turns out he was waiting for two other patrol cars to show up. One parks behind him and one in front of me (backing up to block me in)
He comes up to my window, I roll down, turn the car off, and have both hands on the wheel.
Cop: "Did you have your foot stuck on the gas or in your mouth?"
Me: (In my head) Huh?????
(Out Loud) No Sir.....
Cop asks for my license and reg. I hand him my reg but my license in the in the trunk so I have to get out and it for him.
I get back in the car and wait, I still don't know what he got me for, 120 on the highway, 80 on the offramp, or something over 50 on the surface street.
Cop: Looks like the car belongs to you,... you better slow down from now on!
Me: Thank you Sir, have a good morning.
Best part of the incident: I was wearing a Dali Racing Jacket and on the back it has Racing in big bold letters, when I got my license from my trunk he was directly behind me
Worst Part: Shating bricks thinking I was going to have the car towed :-(
Reason I got off: Beats the crap out of me, I figure he must not have had me on radar and could not determing exactly how fast I was going.
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