First time pulled over in the Ferrari

LMAO...!!!

 

Addison has some Tahoe's as well all though theirs are white with navy blue running around the rocker panels(If I remember correctly). Then again, I am also someone has horrible distance vision but can pick out a cop by the silouhette or headlight pattern from 2 miles away for some reason(way to many speeding tickets in my youth?).

-ag

 

Dan does not speed. He does not break the law and adheres to the Vehicle Code. He is a good little boy, and when questioned about any suggestions otherwise, he will plead the fifth.

Oh, and Dan knows nothing about getting out of CA tickets because he's never gotten any.

--Dan

 

I haven't been through the whole thread, but here in the People's Republic of Maryland my commute used to take me from Route 424 to Riva Road (all on Route 50 east). One day I am cruising along and a Ford Explorer with the whole state trooper getup has someone pulled over...I didn't even know they used sport utilities for that stuff...changed how I look in my rear-view mirror!

Cheers,
Travis

 

those MD troopers play dirty. near annapolis they use all kinds of unmarked cars. i've seen them in a red ford f150, and that explorer you speak of. i'd say the only chance you have against that is a V1 or Escort.

 

Back in '92 was my first time i was in my 328gts at 3 am with two girlfriends of mine, they were so hot but from iceland! anyways I was doing around 90mph in a 35 zone and I got pulled over, the officer was wondering why I looked so young and racing around in a Ferrari. He said "son does your father know that you are driving his Ferrari and racing it around?" and thats when I smiled and told him "no but just in case this is my Ferrari, my high school graduation present and I he will pay for the ticket so lets get it over with that I have a long night ahead". I wish I could go back to that nigh it felt so good to make him mad and so good to do it with my ex and her friend. Now with the Testarossa but married its not the same anymore plus I just turned 33.

 

Brian, you play?

 

I was driving the 101 from downtown Santa Barbara to Isla Vista in my college years, behind the wheel of a 75 Fiat spider that barely did 80 when it was running right. I was having problems with the carb, so at the time it would only hold 60 when I floored it. Anyways, I got passed by someone in a 512 TR that was probably doing 150+, as I was nearing the earl warren showgrounds at about midnight.

SO a minute later a cop pulls me over... He walks up, asking why I was going so fast. I'm not putting two and two together. He comments that he had no idea one of these old Fiats would go so fast. I start to laugh. I told him I'd let him drive it if he wanted to see how fast it was. Then I said, "but you might want to radio ahead to another officer about the Ferrari Testarossa that just flew past at mach 2." He tells me to have a nice night, quickly gets in his car, and jams off. I was amused~

 

FChat member Gripet above posted about doing things to keep the police feeling safe during a stop.

I had heard this before and so, when being pulled over at night on the streets of Albuquerque, I put on my turn indicator and slowly headed down the street to the nearest brightly lit area. As per recommendation I turned on the dome light and kept both hands up on the wheel. However this "courtesy" was apparantly lost the dickhead cop, who came up with gun drawn and major attitude about how I was "attempting to elude" and that he had been radioing in reinforcements. After railing on about taking me in for not pulling over immediately, he finally calmed down enough and just wrote me a bogus ticket for 40 in 25.

 

Your stories are amazing.
When I lived in the north shore of Chicago we routinely went out on our Ducatis on Sunday and were rarely under 100 plus and never got a ticket.
Since relocating to Florida in 2000, I have been pulled over five times and given 5 tickets all for more than twenty over on the highways that have limits of 70 and can be driven at twice that safely. Never have I been given a warning ticket. How do you guys get away with it? The Florida Highway Patrol are the worse. Moving Ka band radar all over.
The discouraging part is these have all been in my lexus suv. Now I am shopping for a 550 or 575 and I am shuddering to think what will happen when I acquire that.
gary

 

...recently back from Europe. Average highway driving speed in my 360... about 120. Frequently hit 150 to 160. 2500 miles form London to Monaco and back again, via Italy, Switzerland, Germany and France. Police sited on the trip....TWO, one of which I blew by at a speed of 130. He came up to me at a petrol station a few minutes later and the two cops (italian) asked if they could sit in the car. Here in Scottsdale, was driving 85 on a DESERTED DESERT HIGHWAY and a cop going the other way turned around and stopped me. After the usual 'heavy' routine, he let me go because I was once in the British Air Force...and his brother was in England on exchange with the US military...!!! WHY CAN'T THE POLICE IN THIS COUNTRY STOP HARRASSING DRIVERS WHO ARE SAFE, BUT SIMPLY DRIVING AT SPEEDS THAT THE ROADS AND ROAD CONDITIONS WARRANT. In the UK, the police are instructed to NOT harrass or stop drivers unless they are driving in a way that endangers themselves or others. Simple speeding is NOT considered either of those. For that reason alone, there is much less disrespect of the police in the UK than there is here. It is time the police forces in this country recognize that their 'fixation' on hounding and ticketing people who are for the most part only trying to get from A to B is the main reason there is so much animosity towards them. If they were seen to be more practical and reasonable in their enforcement of traffic laws, their standing in the community would be much enhanced. I want the police to protect me from REAL crime....and not some soccer-mom doing 55 in a 45 on a lightly travelled secondary street. I think the police do themselves a great diservice with their attitude and actions against drivers.

 

I am sorry but this post is "Questionable" the British police are one of the worst to stop you for any reason,tail light out exhaust to loud anything,this guy says they will only stop you if you are a danger to yourself or someone else,Rubbish just being on the road is justification for being stopped.The drivers have no respect for the police in this country,also there are more speed cameras and mobile traps than any other place in Europe,recently I travelled from my house to the airport and passed by 5 different speed traps in 41 miles he says he only say 2 in a trip all across Europe! hard to believe.
Sorry I just don"t buy this one.
Dave Mc

 

You Sir, are an idiot.

I would say you have no business doing over 80 because you have no or very little respect for other road users.

30-40 tickets?????????? In the UK you would be banned from driving on a perm. basis if that record came up before a beak! You are a liability and you give the rest of us a bad name.

Oh and for what its worth, in the world outside the US, average speed in the UK and in Europe on Motorways/Autoroutes/Highways is between 80 and 90 for all cars, which ppl manage quite happily. The Germans seem to do just fine on the unrestricted Autobahns.

Feel free not to talk crap in future.

 

i blew past a carabinieri in his hamster powered alfa, on the highway between florence and rome, during the day on a sunday afternoon a while back. i was going at least 150mph, and expected the worst, but there was zero reaction. he didn't do anything and couldn't have cared less.

another time i got pulled over at the toll booth just before the frejus tunnel, and the guy said i had been going pretty fast since the last toll booth.....and i waited for the inevitable....but then he just asked me to accelerate as fast as possible so that he could hear the noise, and have a nice trip ! i love italian cops !

 

All the stories are great. Here's another good one. A friend I usually ride with was out for a canyon carving ride on his Ducati 916. Unknowingly he flew past an officer, who attempted to follow. Miles down the road my friend had no idea the law was in hot pursuit, until he met with the 2 car roadblock in his path. The initial officer had radioed ahead, and finally arrived from behind. My poor confused (and likely petrified) friend took off his helmet as the oficers approached with hands on their pistols. Politeness and coorperativeness sure dosn't hurt! The officer had been in chase for miles at fast speed, but because he didn't have a radar number, actually only wrote my friend for 10mph over!
After he changed his shorts, he got to slowly ride his bike home, instead of watching it be towed home to the police station. Can you say LUCKY!

 

All very amusing but this should be in the bike forum

 

'Casino Square', I'm afraid I must agree with 'matkat' on this one. Your view of the British police is not consistent with my personal experiences with them. These were a few years ago, but here are some of my personal experiences with them:

Background incident: Police fail to catch the drunk driver who nearly killed me.

When I'd just passed my driver's test, my first car was a Peugeot 106 at the age of 18. Unfortunately, 6 months later it was totalled when I was hit head-on by a drunk driver in a Ford Transit Van. There wasn't really anything I could have done about it - by the time I realised he was going to hit me, my immediate reaction was to hit the brakes hard but I only managed to move away from the accelerator before impact. I had been coasting at about 45 in a 60 limit (slowing down for an approaching 40 limit) at the time. After impact I was a bit dazed as airbag-deployment feels like being punched in the face with a giant boxing glove. As I was trying to open the door (which was resisting opening due to the crumpled bodywork) the driver in the van somehow managed to restart his engine and tried to reverse away. Unfortunately, the cars were wedged together by bended bodywork and he elected to ram me off the road into a ditch in order to prise the vehicles apart. He then drove off and abandoned the van in town.

The police arrived about 30 minutes after first being called and the first things they wanted to know was: how fast were you going (as I was young) and can we administer an alcoholic breath test (it was 9:00pm on a Friday night)? I hadn't had a drink in several days, in fact. They asked if I had the registration of the other vehicle in the collision and I was actually able to physically hand them the front plate for the van as it was lodged in my mangled engine bay. The van was recovered the next day (with empty beer bottles in the foot-wells) and it turns out it was being rented. The guy who was renting it reported the van stolen on Monday morning. I find this dubious, as who pays daily rent on a van and then doesn't even look at it over a weekend? I can't say the police made a concerted effort to really track down who was driving the van as it was returned to the insurer for repair without having forensic evidence taken from it (how about a saliva sample from the bottles, eh?) and the van renter wasn't really investigated.

The case was eventually closed - neither the drunk driving nor the alleged vehicular theft was deemed important enough to keep it open. As no culprit was ever brought to justice and I was the only identifiable driver in the incident, my insurance policy paid to have the van repaired and I lost my Peugeot. I even had to pay more money to have it towed away from the scene than I received for it in scrap metal value. I was not impressed.​

Pulled over: While driving my parents' BMW 5-series with permission.

After my incident (see above) I was a bit hesitant to get back in a car for a few days. My parents thought it worthwhile getting me back on the horse quickly - to borrow a phrase - and so decided to loan me one of their cars for a few weeks until I could get a replacement for mine (which had been a total loss). At the tender age of 18, I was feeling quite proud to be trusted with one of their cars without them present (I'd previously volunteered as designated driver when our family went out for meals) and set out on a Tuesday evening to meet some friends at a bowling alley. Unfortunately, I was rather late, as the police pulled me over - thinking I was far too young to afford a £45k car and therefore shouldn't be driving it.

Never mind the fact that it was registered to my father, or that I was driving it with permission, or that I was a named driver on the insurance policy, or that I had been driving courteously and only doing 42mph in a 40mph zone (according to their devices). I was pulled over solely for the reason that I was young and in a nice car. Breath test administered, clothing and car searched for contraband, endless questions on how I came to be driving the vehicle, endless checks on the vehicle history... I kept telling them to check the insurance documents in the glovebox (I am a named driver) and simply call my parents to confirm my permission to drive it.

I used the 5-series for a little under 2 weeks and finally managed to get another car of my own. I was pulled over twice more in that time - again for being young and only +2mph over the limit (again 40mph zone), and the third time it was for doing 35mph in a 40mph (ironically, they thought I might be drunk). Naturally, this all involved the same police constabulary that failed to catch the aforementioned drunk driver that cost me my first car.​

Summary: From the perspective of someone who is conscientiously law-abiding, I've not enjoyed the attention of the police focused on me for driving a nicer car than I am apparently entitled to, and nor am I impressed with their lack-lustre response towards pursuing real criminals such as drunk drivers that genuinely endanger the road-using public. I would argue that public confidence in British road policing is much lower than you suggest.​

To further support the point made by 'matkat': I pass 3 speed camera locations (two permanent, one mobile/intermittent) on my way to University (I'm a final-year Ph.D. student) - and it's only a 12 mile trip. As these cameras cost upwards of £25-30k each, I think it's rather telling about the priorities of the British police during times when greater numbers of citizens than ever are reporting themselves to be victims of crime. It has also been argued in many motoring circles that it is more dangerous to watch your speedometer on a dangerous road than it is to concentrate more fully on your surroundings and the road conditions - too much emphasis is based on making sure you hit a child at 30mph instead of 40mph (increasing incident survival statistics) rather than focusing on how people can avoid hitting a child at all.

Of course, there is much the police can do (if they feel so inclined) to win back public confidence - but that takes time and, sadly, I don't yet see/feel that those necessary steps are being taken.

All the best,
Andrew.

PS:
Has anyone here ever been stopped in their Ferrari because the police considered you 'too young' for the car??

 

Interesting that this thread was started more than 5 yrs. ago and was made current this week..

But I wanted add this little story to all the posts..

I was flying to Germany for a meeting 5 years ago.. I knew I had to go from Frankfurt to Zug, Switzerland for a meeting the next day.. my secretary was going to book a quick flight between cities but when I realized that I would be able to drive on the Autobahn, I immediately told her to book a rental car instead of a flight. So I left my meeting at 10am that morning and drove my 6sp MB rental south on the A2 (as I recall) My first experience on the autobahn was amazing.. 140 mph (225 KMH) top speed on this rental was all I could muster in the middle lane but it felt so good.. and THEN I passed a car and moved into the far left lane.. BIG mistake at 140!! A 911 and a 750i came out of nowhere and were RIGHT on my tail.. putting their blinkers on, flashing headlights, horns blaring, I moved back over quickly.. they passed me and continued on their speedy way..

So, I thought, the far left lane REALLY needs top be clear before I ever think of passing someone again.. I make a few more passes keeping at 130-140 mph, gas pedal floored and then I approach a merge where I believe the A2 merges with the A3.. I am slaloming in and out of the lorries and other cars merging.. showing the Germans how a guy from Connecticut can hang with the best of them, I am weaving in and out, threading needle after needle at speeds in excess of 120 mph (200 kMH).. I am quite accomplished I am thinking to myself.. when all of a sudden I see a dark blue Opal (I think) behind me following every move I make.. after several more minutes, the Opal with 2 plain clothed men in it, pull up next to me and signal that I need to pull over.. I ease the car into a clearing off the highway and they get out of the car, walk up to my drivers side window and start screaming at me in german. I tell them in english that I am from the US and one of them tells me in broken english to come to their car parked in front of mine. Here they show me a dash video of my MB screaming through the merge and stop the frame every time I pass a silly sign with a # and a circle. First number (as I would soon learn THESE were the posted speed limits for a merging road) was 100 and my recorded speed on the bottom left corner was 212 KMH.. then the video shows us all that I passed an 80 and 60 sign as the merge became very tight and I am squeezing by two trucks taking one to the left and the other to the right at 191KMH..

OOOPS.. sorry boys I didn't realize what those signs meant.. as the cops were looking at me continue to weave thru traffic, one cop says "ahhh.. Niki Lauda!!" I look at him and say.. "nooo more like Schumacher"
Neither cop found that comment very funny and gave me a ticket for 260 DM (about 150 bucks back then) which I had to pay on the spot with my AMEX corporate card..

I finished the drive with no more incidents and logged about 1000KM that day to finish in Switzerland that night..

Post Script - Note to self - 1 month after the European drive, don't try to expense a speeding ticket on the Autobahn when your CFO is Swiss German and can read the receipt very clearly!!!

 

That just cracked me up and made my afternoon - thanks!!

All the best,
Andrew.

 

So far I've been very lucky.
I have deserved 2 tickets in the last 2 years, not fo rbeing unsafe mind you, but for breaking the rules...ther eis a difference.
Both times the LEO was more angry that I did something right in front of him that "forced" him to pull me over.
I apologized profusely, recognized the kind act on his part, and promised to be better.

I use to kick box (full-contact stuff...bot the gym exercise), and one of my sparring partners was an officer.
He gave me good advice for a stop:
1. Remember the LEO views himself as in charge of the situation ('cause he is) and a sresult expects respect...give it.
2. he is afraid, he never knows when a simple stop will result in his wife becoming a wdow and kids grow up without dad....do something to relieve that fear.

If at night:
1. Turn off car.
2. Turn on interior light.
3. Push button on arm rest to put down all windows.
4. DO NOT reach for anything, liek glovebox...you are not making things better by getting your registration quicker.
5. Lock your fingers together and place hinds on top of steering wheel.

 

Many years ago when I was young and living in London I had been out with friends and was returning home driving my brand new mini 1275 gt White with black roof and red gt stripe on the side.
Anyway I am driving along at a normal pace some people faster than me some slower and from behind the dreaded lights come on the police pass me and stop me from the front as is practice in the UK.
Licence checked out ok and I proved to be sober as I had not had a single drink all night.
So when I got my licence back I asked why I had been stopped as other people were passing me at over the speed limit. The cop had no problem telling me "We like to stop young ****s like you in flash cars"

A few years ago in the South East US I was driving my 360 on a road that turned from two lanes to one with out much notice, the car to the left of me decided to pull into my lane as his was the one ending, as a result I had to bang on the brakes, same for the car behind me and the one behind that, trouble was he was a cop and nearly rear ended the car in front of him.
I thought no more about it but about 1/2 mile up the road he stopped me and starts to tap on my window with the butt of his gun. When I wind down my window he is all in my face about how bad I was driving and nearly made him crash (I almost told him he must have been tailgating but thought better of it) anyway he checks my licence and makes me do a sobriety test that I pass as again I had not had a drop. He then proceeds to tell me over and over that if I was drunk he would haul my ass to jail, all I could do was keep telling him that I was nor drunk and if I was I would expect him to but he kept telling me over and over what he would do if I was.
I feel really sorry for his poor family as all I can deduce is he is as dumb as a rock and gets off on the power he has been given.

Russell

 

Ferrari speeder this morning a few miles from my house:

http://www.ocregister.com/articles/newport-beach-car-2331515-ferrari-passenger
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It's a bit disheartening, isn't it? People should be pulled over for flaunting laws, not simply for being relatively affluent for their age.

That's more than a bit scary!!

Actually, my parents' main property is in north Alabama and when I'm back home I quite like to go to local shooting ranges. I'm quite friendly with the Rangemaster who's a State Trooper and sometimes some of his buddies are in there practising. Once one of the Troopers gave me a revolver to shoot and says "have a go with that". Unbeknownst to me as I carefully aimed it at the target (I wanted to be accurate in front of the 'professionals'), it was a .44 Magnum... quite the step-up from shooting a 9mm semi-automatic! They stood behind me and 'caught' me after I pulled the trigger. Overall, I think the police are quite good in North Alabama - they've always been nice to chat to in public, a real hoot at the shooting ranges, and as far as I've seen don't pull you over simply for driving a nice car and/or being young.

That makes me both sad and angry - hope they throw the book at the Porsche driver for that one... it sounds like he side-swiped the F-car driver into a pole.

All the best,
Andrew.

 

Alright, since this thread has kinda just become a general "run-ins" with the law kinda thread, I'll share a neat story I was told a little while back on the MR2 boards. It will also be fitting due to the mid-engine layout of most Ferraris.

This guy was driving to his folks' house out on a rural road, so he decided to stretch the legs of his MR2. He said he was doing about 125 when he crested a hill and found an oncoming State cruiser. He decided that since he was pretty much screwed and less than a mile from his family's home, he'd just go for broke. He made it to the house and pulled the MR2 behind a barn that he thought was out of view from the road. First, he sees the Trooper fly past all lit up and blaring and sits down with his family thinking he just got away with murder. Then, a couple of minutes later, he and his whole family see the cruiser slowly pull into the driveway and around by the barn where the MR2 was parked. Then they see the trooper get out of the car and start feeling all over the FRONT HOOD for engine heat for proof that this was the scofflaw. Of course, since there's nothing but a spare tire under an MR2's front hood, the Trooper feels nothing, scratches his head and then gets back in his car and leaves!

The guy said he and his dad, a local cop himself, almost busted a gut from laughing so hard!

I really got a chuckle out of that one.

 

i had a similar experience once. on the highway with my good friend and frat brother from college, we were on the highway heading to our golf club in the 430 when we got lit up by a cop who was sneakily sitting in one of those spots hidden in the bushes off the side of the highway. Anyways, i was doing somewhere between 90-100mph in a 70 and of course i see the lights begin to come up behind us. the kicker was that we were literally 2 miles from the exit i needed, but knew i didnt have enough time to make it. fortunately there was a rest stop less than a mile ahead of me on the highway and my buddy and i hatched a plan. So we pulled into the rest stop and he immediately jumped out of the car and ran to the mens room in an akward "i gotta go" sort of way right as the cop was pullin in behind/beside me in the lot. he of asked me what the deal was and i proceeded to tell him that my friend wasnt feeling well and had confided in me that he felt he was about to have "explosive diarrhea" and that was why i was going so fast - to make it to the rest stop naturally. the cop laughed at this and took my info, but as he was running it my buddy came back from the rest room and got in the car with a sort of perplexed/concerned look on his face - ill never forget it, he should have received an acedemy award for it - so then the cop came up to the passenger side and before he even asked my friend anything my buddy goes "officer you have no idea how horrible an experience i just had, thank goodness my friend here got me to the rest stop otherwise it woulda gotten messy" (at least it was somewhat close to this as this happend 2 years ago) - the cop laughed at this, and then proceeded to say to me "glad he didnt ruin the interior" and he let me go with a warning and a "nice car."

Bottom line, i felt like a teenager pullin one over on the fuzz with this one and it felt good. what a great memory.