clocked at 140 in a 55 zone by airplane. ticketed for 106 / 55, which was the fastest they clocked me at in the next county were they could finally get a trooper to intercept me. $345 on the credit card. thanx ohio.
why is it that when you are caught speeding, the arresting officer seems to want to give you a speeding violation at a lower speed than clocked? Is that really legal? Does he/she have the authority to change the speed you were clocked driving? I think not
30MPH in a 20 MPH zone. Ticket cost me $198. I guess cops don't like it when sixteen year olds drive brand new BMW's. It was my mom's car anyway.
I have heard of this but can't say if it was true. I also heard of a Pilot that got hold of a transponder when police first started using radar. He reworked it to some how make the radar gun display what ever speed he wanted it to. He got caught going through a 25mph school zone but forgot and had the transponder set at 55. Cop knew something was wrong. That could be an urban legend too but could have worked as an early jammer.
I thought that I would add a nice kicker to this whole thread. I have been ticketed for 67 in a 65!!! After carefull examination of the ticket, I realized that there was no space for him to mark if I had been going any slower.
Similar story but I'm the guy that got away. About 35 years ago was in my '56 Austin Healey 100-4 and was racing a friend in his Porsche 914-6 in town at night in a 45 mph zone. Looked in my rear view mirror and saw the Porsche slowing for the flashing red lights. I panicked and stepped on it. A few seconds later I braked hard, turned onto a side street and cut all lights except my front driving lights. A drove like a bat out of hell for about 2 minutes, and then slowed down and worked my way back home on side streets. My friend was waiting for me at home with a ticket for going 80 in 45. He said the cop told him. "Don't worry, we'll get your friend." This was my first and last time to every try and run from the law. Fastest I ever went was as a passenger in a hot rod SS396 going 130 mph. This was about 30 minutes after I had been a passenger in a Porsche 912 that spun out and left the road and was totalled. Sometimes I wonder how we all made it to today alive.
I guess the most entertaining ones were: In a POS Cobra replica, driving from Sacramento, I was chased from the Mare Island bridge in Vallejo to San Rafael on Hwy 37 and Hwy 101. I had not seen the cop until San Rafael as he was overheating trying to catch me. Most of the drive was north of 120. He wrote me for 70+ in a 55. On another occasion I had gotten into an impromptu race in a Renault R5 Turbo (original not Turbo II) with a Lotus Esprit. We were both just over 135 when a CHP (bike) appeared in the rearview mirror a fair ways back. I was in the left lane and the Lotus (off to the right) peeled off an exit ramp at the first sighting. The cop asked if we were racing and I told it the guy came along and one thing led to another, but it was nothing planned. He wrote me for 65 in a 55. (the 55 mph limit puts the timeframe on those stories). Cheers, George
Really? My last two tickets were written up for about 5 mph over my actual speed. One was radar, the other lidar. In both cases, they were on the wrong side of an audible fence -- the Alfa's rear diff used to make an annoying whine at the speed the radar claimed (before I switched to Redline), and the Ferrari's engine shifts note as you cross into higher revs (which in 3rd happens just below where the lidar claimed). But it's hard to bounce radar off the Alfa -- even the roadside "your speed is" signs give chaotic readings on it. And I can't think of a single vertical surface on the front of a 328 to bounce lidar off of -- not even the front plate, after a trip down the parking garage ramp. I've heard of the Texan who put the guts of a microwave in the grill of his car to fry radar front ends, but that doesn't seem likely, given the power draw of those things. But the old L-band radars did light up transponders. Every time I flew over Ocean City, NJ, the transponder went nuts. That's why I was so annoyed at getting ticketed for 55 there in the Alfetta -- I knew durn well they used radar. The speedo was bang on 45. Turns out the cable was slipping.
I once passed a cop doing 160, at night. Cop was doing probably 70. Didn't even see him. He wrote, "Subject blew by me so fast, the wind pushed my car over", on the ticket. DOHH!! I hired the best traffic attorney in the bay area. $500.00 fine, no points, paid it, walked out. Attorney fee: $1500.00. "Your guilt or innocence has very little to do with the outcome of the particular case you are involved with. What has most to do with the outcome is the quality of legal representation you can afford to buy". F. Lee Bailey
Many, many years ago, as a young kid, I was driving from Charlotte to Atlanta on I-85. It was about 3am, not a soul on the interstate. I was doing 110-120mph in my 1965 Buick Grand Sport (401 cu in, 445ft/lbs of torque). I crested a large sloping hill and saw the trooper on the roadside at the bottom of the hill (about 1/2 mile ahead). I stood on the brakes, front bumper trying it's best to kiss the pavement as I did a massive deceleration. By the time I got within range of his radar I was down to 80mph. He turned on his blue lights and I obliged him by pulling in right in front of him, not even making him put his car in gear. I got out of my car, into his back seat and was full of 'yes sir', 'no sir' responses. He turned to me and said "you are the most polite young man I have dealt with in a long time." I asked if that meant he wasn't writing me up. "No, you're getting the ticket. I just wanted you to know I appreciated your attitude." ... Gee ... thanks.
Great story !!!!!!That 360 must be a blast !!!!!!!! And no better words were ever spoken by F. Lee bailey , ask OJ !!
87 by radar in a 25. luckly i knew the cops and they owed me a favor so they let me slide. what's stupider, high speed in low speed limit areas or high speed on highways?
Have went 95 in a 35 in a Maserati test drive with top down, and 100+ in Cali in a rental Chevy Malibu. Never caught.
I stopped drag racing on public streets for the most part soon after getting a license. A friend of mine raced a car over in Superior Wisconsin one night, and when the cops flipped on the lights, the other car kept going and my friend turned off on a side street and got away. He drove home scared, and fast. But the other guy kept running with the cop behind him, and hit a kid and killed him. Although I should have been clocked higher, they missed it and the highest ticket ive had was for 81 in a 55. But I got out of another 81 mph ticket. Like the story earlier, I had been running 125 plus in a Mazda RX2 when I seen gumballs slowing appearing over a rise. Smokey was parked on the shoulder. I layed on the brakes hard to pull it down fast but was still over 55 when his lights came on. He didnt even get moving hardly and I pulled onto the shoulder and stopped. He asked how fast I was rolling and I said I didnt know, but I knew I was speeding. He said 81, and I about filled my shorts. He came back a few minutes later and gave me a warning. Old grey haired cops are cool.
Why not? Its his judgment what speed he writes you at. Lets say he had you at 95 in a 65 and you saw him and so you slowed down. He writes you for 80 in a 65 and helps you out. You did slow down to 80 on your way to the right shoulder, right? Be thankful and remember attitude is 90% of a ticket.
Just tonight, i was driving my mate home in a 70km/h zone. A blue commodore VZ SV6 was pulling up alongside, and kept trying to drag race me. He had a baby seat in the back so i thought he wasn't a cop.. we were moving along quite quickly, both breaking the limit, and eventually i got pissed off so i hammered it, and ended up doing 120 - the blue car pulling alongside me, flashing his lights and showing me his badge. Luckily he was off duty! The cop let me off, but i was quite shaken up by the whole incident. Babyseats and cops in family cars really throw ya!
When I was younger a freind came by to let me ride his new GSXR750. I turned a corner and quickly ran it up thru 5 gears. I was doing well in excess of 120mph when I passed a cop sitting in a gas station. As soon as I saw him I slowed down. As soon as he saw me, he came after me. He was mad that he did not have his radar on, so he kept me there for 45 minutes trying to trick me into telling him how fast I was going. He would say stuff like; Nice bike, how fast did you say you were going? Nice weather isn't it by the way how fast did you say you were going? Do you have kids and how fast did you say you were going? All I would say is "I'll admit I was speeding how fast I don't know" So he wrote me for 10mph over. Never admit how fast. My poor freind was sitting at my house thinking I was taking a quick spin, He must have thought I crashed his bike.
Can they book you or give you a fine when they're off duty? I just hope he didn't record my number plate. If i get a fine, i guess ill be walking around and catching the bus for awhile.
Well it's the last time i'll try that kinda thing again. Quite scary when what you think is just some bugger trying to race you and turns out to be a cop. I bet its my Camry pap. It lets me off every time. The cops don't bother with me when they've skylines and fully sik commodores they could be defecting.
My attorney, after driving my silver 308GTSi QV on a Friday goes out and buys himself a red one the next Saturday. Sunday morning at 5AM (which I told him was how I checked to see how fast my car could go) he decides to see how fast his will go and heads out to I-5. He comes over a rise and finds four CHP cars chevroned across the road. They've been chasing him for five miles but he's been too busy to notice (his fastest previous car was a Volvo). He gets out of the car with his hands up and says "Gentlemen. gentlemen, it's only a speeding ticket!" They are not amused, his wife has to come and bail his ass out of jail! Reckless driving, etc. lecture from the judge "You are an officer of the court...etc." $1500.00, 2 points, and he still blames me!