What's the highest speed you've been ticketed for...

1978 in my blue 1966 Chevy 427 SS , I was clocked at 109mph in a 55 zone trying to catch a Vette that had passed me in the southern Catskills, way north of my home town in NY.I think the fine was close to one dollar per mph $100.00 or so.And a ,you'r lucky I dont tow you'r car and throw you'r ass in jail lecture.I am lucky to be alive ,the way my old hot rods handled at 100mph plus back in the day,I love my 512TR.

 

I got nabbed for 84 in a 55 in Philly about 7 years ago. My family "talked" to some "friends" in the city and had it "handled" for me. It's great to have "friends."

 

Here is a speed story an economic professor related to the class one day (told in first person):

"I was driving back from New York to Pennsylvania one Sunday morning at around 6am. Let me tell you, Northern Pennsylvania at 6am is the BEST place to speed. I was in my Nissan 300ZX and decided to cut loose a bit. So I'm driving along with NO cars in sight for MILES. I'm going along for a while when all of a sudden I see two police cars blocking the road. I'm guessing that must be for me so I slow down and come to a stop. I'm sitting in my car and no one is coming over or anything. So I wait about five minutes and this police car pulls up behind me and a cop walks out. He walks over to my car and says, "I clocked you going 125 miles per hour."
I think to myself, "well, that's not too bad, I was doing over 145mph at one point."
He then asks, "What do you think you're doing speeding on MY road?"
I respond, "It was probably a bad idea."
After that he poses the question, "What do you do for a living?"
My response was, "I'm a professor at Bucknell University."
He then says, "Tell me this: how can a professor be SO STUPID?"
I say, "Yes, it was very stupid of me."
After that he says, "ok, get out of here."
No warning, NOTHING."

It's a lot better if told in person. The way he told it was hilarious.

 

This wasn't my ticket but it's a good story. Back when I was a teenager I had a friend that lived down the road from me that had just got a Subaru station wagon. It was old and beat up but we thought we were the coolest guys in the world just because we had some wheels. He showed up one morning and we went and grabbed some breakfast. On the way home we stopped at a red light across the main highway from the road leading into my neighborhood. About a half mile down the road is a fairly steep bridge which just so happens to be a 35 mph zone.

I'll just go ahead and blame my youth and big mouth for this but I asked him what's the fastest he had his ride up to. His reply of 95 mph seemed a bit stretched to me so of course the next thing out my mouth was "I bet you couldn't even hit 80 in this thing". Well of course as soon as I said that the light goes green and we took off. I was rather suprised to the acceleration and around 60 I was thinking of telling him to slow down but for some reason I kept my mouth shut and simply sat there.

We got to the top of the bridge and as luck would have it we fly past two state troopers right at the peak. It reminded me of the Blue Angels doing one of there high speed close range passes. My friend never even had a chance to hit the brakes. We only saw them for a split second and then there was nothing but silence as we both realized we were in some pretty deep trouble.

Needless to say the cops yanked it around and were on our tail alot faster than that station wagon. They said they clocked us at 78 in a 35. I think his ticket was around two or three hundred something dollars but that's all we got other than the typical you kids are idiots speech. The station wagon was sold that week.

 

I was popped by a trooper driving a semi. He got me at 85 in a 55 and locked the radar it took him 4 miles to catch up by the time i saw his lights i was doing close to 120MPH he wrote me up for 65 in a 55 and it never showed up on my record

 

My one ticket was for 75 in a 55...I wasn't even intending on going fast, but it was just an open stretch of straight highway with no cars in sight so I misjudged my speed. It wasn't a horrible ticket, and I was able to take traffic school to get it off of my insurance, but it still is the LAST ticket I ever get...until I get my Ferrari?

 

Fastest ticket: 108mph in a 40 (2 lane through a sugarcane field, mid of nowhere)
What happened in court: Court?!? C'MON! I live in Louisiana! Made a few calls, paid about $150,(which probably paid Roscoe's salary for the week) and got it bumped to a seat belt ticket!

Dave

 

Na, we have to leave it to Fchatters.

 

ticket? eh... actually not that fast. 88 in a 65. but there is a story to it.

Of course, this all starts out with a group of WRX's and S2000's heading out into the hill country. We first met up for brunch at 9:45am at Central Market on N.Lamar, then headed down South to Devil's Backbone around Wimberly and took some photos with everyone.

Chris, Joe and I thought.. we don't want to go back home. So we didn't. Everyone else did. Chris is a great driver and familiar with all the hill country roads from here to Mexico from being on a bike for a handful of years. Joe wanted to go to Mexico, I wanted to go somewhere, and I didn't care where. We ventured out to Bandera, hit up 337, 336, 335, and 55. 100 mile loop was done out in the middle of no where. Several photo ops out there and a lunch in the middle of no where at some cafe. Needless to say, if you went off, or did something stupid, there wasn't anything for at least a hundred or so miles. We made it just about 30 minutes outside of Del Rio. Quite far for a day trip eh? Then we headed back. By the time we hit Fredericksburg, we were tired and hungry. We stopped off at the Auslander (IIRC) and got a meal in the crowded place. That took about an hour. Let's not forget that we stopped for gas probably 3 times during the day. So... on the way out of Fredericksburg, probably only 6 miles outside of there, we got nailed. Laser! Ouch! Nothing we could do.

When the cop got out and had us pulled over, there was little communication and zero eye contact. He just said "license", "license" and "license". Nothing more. He knew what we were up to and that we weren't out stirring up much more trouble than that.

About 25 minutes later...yes, that long! The officer issued us tickets for speeding and no front plate, Chris first, then myself and then Joe. When he got to Joe's car, I could overhear the conversation. Joe said, "88 in a 65?! There's no way we could be going that fast!" The officer responded, "I'm not going to argue with you, we've been looking for you guys since you were spotted in Rock Springs." (and that's a ways out!)

On the way home, we were pretty much escorted all the way back to Austin. One DPS officer would follow us, and he'd leave. Half a mile later, another one would follow us for five or ten miles. It continued all the way back to Austin.

Oh, and the kicker - we were all fined various amounts for the no front plate, which isn't a fix-it-ticket.

edit: p.s. - I got home around 8pm that night, and we clocked 527 miles in the twisties of the hill country that day - even with all the photo ops, food stops, fill ups, and of course the half hour it took to write us tickets.

 

The best quote in that whole thing is this "Another tale making the rounds involves the driver of the Koenigsegg, a custom-made Swedish car that retails for $400,000. The driver apparently blew the car's oil gasket, and the only replacement part he could find was at a nearby dealer - in a new car. So, the man purchased the car and took only the gasket." Thats the meaning of being rich.

 

Except it's not true. I helped get the gasket. No car purchase involved.

 

I'm sure it isn't an overblown story or anything like the articles have portrayed it to be, but could you elaborate a little more with what actually occurred?

 

Having people that know the real deal is aweasome. How exactly was the gasket "aquired." I've heard stories form gumball about people going onto car lots at night to get tires off a certain BMW but the owner came up and he ended up just selling them to the people or something of that sort.

 

Well, it uses a VW gasket. The San Fran dealer didn't have any in stock. The owner asked for permission to remove a gasket from one of the cars on the lot, after agreeing to pay for it three times over. But there was a concern about the gasket being unusable after removal from the car.

His buddy called me and there's a VW dealer in my town (I live 15 mins south of San Fran). This dealer had it in stock and his guy delivered it within half an hour. No biggie, except I am surprised that the original dealer didn't call around to find out if anyone else had it. My guess is he was trying to rip them off.

 

I happen to be very good friends with the guy on the Gumball 3000 video who is filling up a the titanium Diablo 6.0 and giving tips on how to avoid tickets. A few minutes after the footage was shot, he was ticketed for doing 175mph in a 75mph zone!

A few weeks later, his attorney was able to get him off scot-free. The attorney's services weren't cheap, but obviously well worth it. We live in hope.

 

I got ticketed for 67 in a 40. It was late on a saturday night.

I had my WRX for a few months, and I deserved it.

MY dad was not too happy about that though. I did get it fixed, but I decided it would be better if i told him too and took the punishment.

 

Getting a ticket in an Isuzu Impulse RS Turbo for 101 in a 65: $180.

Getting a ticket for 88 in a 65: $120.

Having both me and the state trooper laughing that the second ticket was in a Geo Metro: priceless.


(For those that don't know, the Geo Metro has a 1.0 liter 3 cylinder engine.)

Side note -- I did get an average of 57 MPG on that trip in the Geo! ...with the air conditioning turned on!! ...in Alabama in the summer!!

 

You've heard about the hot new toy, this year?: ... "Ticket Me Enzo".

Every speeding ticket I've gotten was in an Alfa -- and not once did the radar get the speed right. Even the road-side radar signs can't get a consistent number.
(Aerodynamic steel skin + "disco volante" styling = Unintentional stealth technology?)

But I did get a warning in the EVO, where the main, wide, flat, straight road was posted 30. Since then, I've been taking the parallel road: narrow, twisty, pooly lit, ... and posted 45.
Go figure.

 

LMAO... yeah, Geo's can be entertaining! I drove a friends and it was suprisingly much more fun then I expected.