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Excuse me miss (What have YOU been pulled over for lately?)

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#1 ·
A construction worker signaled me over the the side of the road today to tell me I had run over someone's antenna and it was sticking out of my wheels.... I have curb feelers. What's the dumbest thing you've been "pulled over" for? :thehand:
 
#34 ·
I've only been pulled over a couple of times. The first time I got pulled over was like a week after I got my license. I was driving through town at night with my headlights off but I didn't realize they were off because it was bumper to bumper traffic down the main drag in town right after sunset. Then once I got pulled over for not having my front plate attached. Never a ticket, though.
I recently got a speeding ticket on the 5 between Medford and Grant's Pass. Doing 76 in a 65. Oregon cops SUCK.
 
#42 · (Edited)
Close Call? With the Police? I've got a good police story. My apologies, because it will be a bit long (as all of my stories are) because it requires some backstory.

Back in the day, when I worked for a very large company that operates worldwide with a large portion of their property being in Florida, I made fast friends with many of the interns, as the College kids were in my age-group. Anyhow, The College Program people were put up in one of three large apartment facilities built specifically for them. Among the various rules of this premesis was that visitors must be signed in and are not permitted to remain after 9:00 PM and that no Alcohol was permitted under any circumstances.

Fast Forward. So I was 18. Maybe 17? Not sure. Anyhow, some friends and I, who learned how Evil this corporation was and utterly stopped caring about it (though it paid INCREDIBLY well) really just started doing things with the impression that sooner or later, one of us could manage to get fired. We never pulled that off and all left on very good terms, but that is not the story.

So, we sort of learned by accident that we could make money if we could supply the kids in the apartments with alcohol. Not surprising really, since these apartments were KNOWN for their crazy parties. One in particular. Well, by pulling together, we realized that we (our group of five) had two immediate connections to procure cheap...REALLY CHEAP alcohol from. Often free. One was a friend of mine who was married to an illegal alien who ran a liquor store. In return for marrying him, he paid her bills and she could get anything she wanted. One of us also drove a '67 Oldsmobile that she restored just prior to her internship and refused to part with, so she drove it all the way to Florida from Massachusetts. EVERYONE knew the car, even if they didn't have any idea who the owner was. It was legend.

So, we developed a plan of action and began procuring and redistributing alcohol to these kids. It got really big, really fast and soon, we were actually getting orders. We would fill these orders and charge extra for that. Within a month, we were making...well, after dividing the booty, we were each making a substantial amount of money in a single evening. And we got BETTER at it. Now everyone knew about it. The car(s) would pull in right about 9:30 (to accomodate the schedule we ended up using, we never followed that first aforementioned rule) and out of nowhere, kids would just come out quietly and in large numbers. Bottles and cash passed back and forth while someone jotted and scribbled on a pad of paper. It really must have been something to see and will have to be in the inevitable film of my life. Security never caught on, because we would be in and out in minutes flat. One time, an individual threatened to record/report us, but when the supposed time came, I feel he felt pressured not to, since by then, everyone had heard of his plan and I was more than happy to point him out in person when we got there.

Anyhow, this went on for a while. One evening in the summer, we had three cars lined up at a red light, waiting to turn into one of these three facilities. The Olds in front, as always, with my friend and I riding in it. Behind us was a Chevrolet pickup with a cover over the truckbed and behind that, a Ford Escort. Anyone walking by the front car would have been easily able to tell what the contents of the entire rear area was. A close look would give the other two cars away too. We had a little of everything. Boxes and boxes. And a beer keg, as I recall.

Anyhow, we were just waiting at this light in the left-side turning lane...when two officers pulled up, one right behind the other, in the lane beside us. I did not immediately notice the rear car, but I definitely saw the front car. The officer rolled his window down and looked very intently at us. Not trying to be weird, when he and I made eye contact, I politely nodded and went back to acting natural. He just sat there, in utter silence. Glaring at us from only a few feet away. Two minors with a car full to the brim with alcohol we could not legally obtain, heading into a property that forbids it, with the intention to sell it to other minors. With a Police Officer idling beside us...glaring at us. After a rather long minute he smiled and said "Sick ride".

We politely thanked him just as the light turned green.
 
#43 ·
The-Dullahan said:
I have not been pulled over in...several years. Not since I was new to this whole "driving" thing.

However, as per strange things to get pulled over for, here is a list:

Looking too young to own my Father's Chevelle. No, I did not own it, but still, I was not doing anything wrong...I mean, REALLY?.

This reminds me, when I was a senior in high school, My buddy and I were out driving around at about midnight in my parents new Lexus. We started being followed by a deputy. Every move I made he was right on my butt. So after 20 min of being tail gated by this guy, we pull into a gas station and he pulls into a closed gas station across the rd and watches me.

After I go in and pay, I come back out a d he's finally gone. I take my buddy home, and I get home at about 230 AM and my folks are wide awake.

My mom asks where I've been, and I told her just out driving around. She then tells me they gotta call at about 1230 from a deputy asking if they were aware their new Lexus was out and about. She tells him of course and that her son had it. And without any explanation the officer just says, "ok thank you" and hung up. So naturally my mom was worried sick by that call. And when I was in high school 10 years ago, I didn't have a cell phone.

But apparently, my friend and I looked to young to be seen in such an expensive car so the office assumed we'd stolen it.
 
#45 ·
Never had that problem, Hunter, but one time an officer repeatedly asked me if I had weapons in the car. I do not actually know what made him feel so sure I did (I certainly did not) but he must have asked me at least six times.

My Half-Brother was once pulled over in New Jersey (Living in Pennsylvania at the time) and my Mother got a phonecall around 2 AM, because the police stopped him and did not believe him that it was his car and that he had any reason to be in New Jersey.

They quickly apologized when she realized they woke her up not because anything had happened and he may have been hurt, but just to ask if she was aware of these things. She told them YES, it was his car and YES, she knew he was in New Jersey.
 
#64 · (Edited)
My Half-Brother was once pulled over in New Jersey (Living in Pennsylvania at the time) and my Mother got a phonecall around 2 AM, because the police stopped him and did not believe him that it was his car and that he had any reason to be in New Jersey.
First off, nobody has a GOOD reason to be in New Jersey so it was a fair cop. Second, if you have a hermaphrodite sibling, why are we just now hearing about it?
 
#46 ·
So I will say every ticket in my 13 years of driving I did deserve. 4 or maybe 5 speeding tickets, two reckless driving, couple of "noise pollution" tickets. Secret is to not have them in the same year, so you just take the driver's ed course, no insurance rates going up.

Some of the more "fun" ones:

2:00am, turning onto the road I live off of in my old Camaro, completely sober. Did a crazy powerslide turning right, didn't see the cop sitting the vacant parking lot across the way. He stopped me and said "What the hell were you doing back there?" I replied, "Driving like a dumbass". Asked me where I was going, did I have anything to drink, ran my liscense, insurance, and registration. Comes back to the car a minute later and I quote you not. "Mr. Bays, quit being a dumbass and go home" He gave me my stuff back and followed me back to my apartment down the road about half a mile.

12:00am driving to a friend's house from work through downtown Brentwood in the Brougham. Zero traffic. They were paving the interstate so I took the alternate to avoid getting tar on my car. I knew better than to speed through Brentwood, the cops have nothing better to do than harass you. They clocked me doing 40 in what I thought was a 45mph zone, no other cars on the road. They light me up, told me the speed limit was actually 35mph on a 4 lane road through a typical suburban strip mall district. Ran my license, plate and saw I was stone sober. They were nice enough to let me off with a warning, still they held me up for a good 15 minutes for IMO no real reason.

Best one was once again 1:00am on rt 96 between Murfreesboro and Franklin. I did peel out at a stop sign in front of a gas station, then proceeded to drive 70-80mph on this two lane road for about 5 miles when I see some head lights behind me coming up FAST. I mean this cop must have been doing 80-100mph without his blues on, ie driving way more recklessly to catch me. I was in my Camaro again, and 70-80 was about as fast as I felt safe pushing it on this road, as it has quite a few curves that I slowed down for. I turned off onto a country backroad but he saw me turn and lit me up. Didn't give me a speeding ticket but did cite me for reckless for peeling out at the stoplight 5 miles back. I was just baffled that he actually caught up with me, as I had driven that road A LOT and never felt comfortable pushing it like that cop did to catch me.
 
#47 ·
Aron9000 said:
So I will say every ticket in my 13 years of driving I did deserve. 4 or maybe 5 speeding tickets, two reckless driving, couple of "noise pollution" tickets. Secret is to not have them in the same year, so you just take the driver's ed course, no insurance rates going up.

Some of the more "fun" ones:

2:00am, turning onto the road I live off of in my old Camaro, completely sober. Did a crazy powerslide turning right, didn't see the cop sitting the vacant parking lot across the way. He stopped me and said "What the hell were you doing back there?" I replied, "Driving like a dumbass". Asked me where I was going, did I have anything to drink, ran my liscense, insurance, and registration. Comes back to the car a minute later and I quote you not. "Mr. Bays, quit being a dumbass and go home" He gave me my stuff back and followed me back to my apartment down the road about half a mile.

12:00am driving to a friend's house from work through downtown Brentwood in the Brougham. Zero traffic. They were paving the interstate so I took the alternate to avoid getting tar on my car. I knew better than to speed through Brentwood, the cops have nothing better to do than harass you. They clocked me doing 40 in what I thought was a 45mph zone, no other cars on the road. They light me up, told me the speed limit was actually 35mph on a 4 lane road through a typical suburban strip mall district. Ran my license, plate and saw I was stone sober. They were nice enough to let me off with a warning, still they held me up for a good 15 minutes for IMO no real reason.

Best one was once again 1:00am on rt 96 between Murfreesboro and Franklin. I did peel out at a stop sign in front of a gas station, then proceeded to drive 70-80mph on this two lane road for about 5 miles when I see some head lights behind me coming up FAST. I mean this cop must have been doing 80-100mph without his blues on, ie driving way more recklessly to catch me. I was in my Camaro again, and 70-80 was about as fast as I felt safe pushing it on this road, as it has quite a few curves that I slowed down for. I turned off onto a country backroad but he saw me turn and lit me up. Didn't give me a speeding ticket but did cite me for reckless for peeling out at the stoplight 5 miles back. I was just baffled that he actually caught up with me, as I had driven that road A LOT and never felt comfortable pushing it like that cop did to catch me.
A friend of mine who's a cop got himself Into a bit of trouble chasing a wanted man down a back curvy rd he wasn't all to familiar with.

The driver was in a V8 Dodge Dakota, my buddy in the Vic, hit some gravel in the middle of a turn at 110 mph and slid into a tree after slowing to 85. He was in critical condition for a little while but pulled through.
 
#48 ·
Do friends pull overs (or is it pulls over?) count?

I had a friend who was pulled over for speeding. But he was also drunk, so the Highway Patrolman arrested him. My friend had a holstered Ruger Super Blackhawk. The cop took it but was not familiar with that type of gun and couldn't figure out how to unload it (he kept trying to get the cylinder to swing out). So he handed the loaded .44 magnum back to the drunk he was arresting for him to unload it! Maybe he was out sick the day cop school taught: never give a loaded .44 to a drunk you are arresting.

edit: I wasn't in the car, so did not see this first hand.
 
#49 ·
Hoosier Daddy said:
Do friends pull overs (or is it pulls over?) count?

I had a friend who was pulled over for speeding. But he was also drunk, so the Highway Patrolman arrested him. My friend had a holstered Ruger Super Blackhawk. The cop took it but was not familiar with that type of gun and couldn't figure out how to unload it (he kept trying to get the cylinder to swing out). So he handed the loaded .44 magnum back to the drunk he was arresting for him to unload it! Maybe he was out sick the day cop school taught: never give a loaded .44 to a drunk you are arresting.

edit: I wasn't in the car, so did not see this first hand.
Seems legit
 
#50 ·
Every time I have been pulled over it was me being dumb.

96 in a 65 +construction zone

86 in a 65

Green lights in my side vents. Cop pulled me over and asked if I was a paramedic(he saw my UCSF badge). I told him no. He then said you cant have them on and left. I turned them back on when I got around the corner.

Saw some jackass riding on my bumper so I sped up. Turned out to be a cop. Good thing I didn't turn on my 55w driving lights on my rear bumper. He just gave me a warning for speeding.

Got pulled over in front of Galls in SF. He told me he pulled me over for no front plate. We were there for almost 20 min because he couldn't figure out my plates. Every time he called them in, nothing would show up. He thought the O(letter) was a 0(zero). He kept apologizing for pulling me over and was saying it was only a $10 fix it ticket. He asked about my plate and I lied. I said it came like that when I bought my car 3 years ago. I removed them a week after I bought my car.
 
#54 ·
I didn't get pulled over, I was already parked! A LAPD patrol car pulled up behind and turned its' flashing light on. I was in the process of picking up a couple to make a weekend trip to Yosemite. The "76 Seville was maybe two weeks old at the time. The couple got a kick out of the Seville's chimes (I think it was the first car to have alarm chimes). My wife and I were sitting in the car laughing at the silliness of the chimes, apparently the cops didn't think this was amusing (it was about 4 AM) and came to the door with gun drawn. I rolled down the window and explained that the couple had just gotten into the car and that were getting a kick out of the chime, which was chiming away. The officer didn't seem to see any humor in this situation. I told hi m we were on our way to Yosemite and that was the reason for our good mood so early in the morning. He never cracked a smile and continued his tough cop routine, but did let us go on our way. Don't know what he could have legitimately written us up for, but for a minute there I thought I was getting a ticket.

We made it up to the park by noon and had a very nice stay at the Ahwahnee Inn and were back in our offices on Monday!
 
#62 · (Edited)
I didn't get pulled over, I was already parked! A LAPD patrol car pulled up behind and turned its' flashing light on. I was in the process of picking up a couple to make a weekend trip to Yosemite. The "76 Seville was maybe two weeks old at the time. The couple got a kick out of the Seville's chimes (I think it was the first car to have alarm chimes). My wife and I were sitting in the car laughing at the silliness of the chimes
'70 cars were a kick. My '79 Toronado had evolved past chimes and could tell jokes. I would ask it when is a door not a door? Then I'd pull on the handle and the car would answer "A door is a jar". Or at least that's what it sounded like.

But sadly, it's repertoire was severely limited. If I asked it what do you call a man with no arms or legs who can play 5 instruments, it still answered: "a door is a jar".
 
#55 ·
Thanks for sharing guys :thumbsup: You have some good stories.

OK, so here goes. One friday night, after running some errands and tooling around just cause (what I do for fun in Laramie), I decide to go romp on it on the interstate. I see this one guy coming from the south in a Suburban, and another guy a ways back, and I don't want to get stuck behind them, so I make sure I get to the onramp first. Nothin' too ridiculous, just got there first.

I get on the onramp and FLOOR IT. Second gear dump, all thru third, and halfway thru fourth till I hit the 112 mph limiter. At this point I'm well beyond the onramp, and a ways down the road, which is also downhill. So I can't see the guys behind me. I let the wind do its work and in a minute I'm toolin' along at 75.

Well, about a couple of minutes later, I see these headlights FLYING up behind me, and I'm thinkin' somebody else got the same idea. Well these same headlights are an Expedition, and he slots in behind me. TAILGATING. Which I hate. So, when I get to my exit, I slow way down to piss him off. Them we go under the street light at the exit, and I see the light bar. CRAP. It's a sheriff's deputy. So I drive like a SAINT (5 mp under the limit) for the next 2 miles, until he got to Walmart, where He turned off. I parked for the night shortly thereafter.

The deputy was the other dude behind the Suburban. He musta seen me get on the onramp, and then didn't see me on the interstate. Musta knew something was up, but couldn't prove anything :sneaky: Everytime I see an Expedition for the sheriff down there now, I think "HAHAHAHA SUCKER! Missed me!"
 
#56 ·
Last year I test drove a 2009 C6 Corvette with the LS3. I got on the interstate, sales lady in the passenger seat, and I pull up on the right side of a semi. I slow down so his truck just barely gets ahead of the C6 and I drop it in 2nd and take off. I'm doing over 100 by the time I let off. Well on the OTHER side of the semi, which I hadn't seen, was a deputy. He comes flying up to my left side. I ask the passenger, " ever been pulled over during a test drive?" She says no. I say "well we are about to."

The cop pulls right up next to me, looks at me, I give him a friendly wave, he laughs and takes off. All I can think of was he saw the test drive dealer tags and decided to cut me a break. Lol
 
#60 ·
Last night while I was driving the 59 Continental, a cop did a u turn in a four lane road and came flying up behind me. He rode me behind me close for 5 minutes or so, then took off flying to ride the car in front of me for about 30 seconds, pulled to the side of the road, and disappeared in my rear view. WTF was up with that? Was he just shocked at the lady driver? I was doing 5 under the speed limit.
 
#61 · (Edited)
Does pulling cops over count?

In '90 I once followed a cop for miles in city traffic while he changed lanes without signalling dozens of times. I could scarsely believe it when he pulled into the same parking lot I was. So I decided to give him a good lecturing. He pulled into a parking space and I stopped behind him and got out of my car. Then he threw it in reverse and slammed into the side of my car. Apparently he just pulled in to the spot to turn around and go do the cop car mating ritual with one of his buddies parked nearby. The other cop drove over and they discussed it between themselves and decide their story would be that he hit me because I had sped behind him as he was backing out. Unfortunately for them, someone else observed me being out of the car at the time of the impact. So they decided they were going to cut me a break and let me go..... this time.

Naturally I said no dice and demanded a supervisor be dispatched. When he got there he listened to everyone's story (the witness had gone but I knew where he worked). The supervisor had no problem figuring it out. After the cops were thru telling their bull shit story, he turned to me and asked if I had a rope? I asked why, and he said so we can string these two up! LoL I hope they took what the city paid to have my car fixed out of their pay checks. I never did get the chance to lecture the cop about using his turn signal (or looking before backing up) but there is a follow up story about me getting cops banned from using that parking lot for naps and BS sessions.
 
#65 ·
Here is a good one for you.
I was driving down a back road, minding my own business, when I see headlights flying up behind me. As soon as he got up to my car, he blue lights me. I proceed down the road a few hundred feet to the next street and pull over. He walks up to my car, and I already have my license and registration in my hand waiting for him. The cop then goes back to his car, without telling me why I was pulled over. I didn't bother to ask because I already knew the answer. The cops here are Nazi's and they are bored as hell. I drive a Cadillac with a gold bentley grill installed on the front.
So, he stays in his car for around 20 minutes. Then, the other cops start showing up. They all walk up to my car at the same time, from both sides, with one hand on their pistols and the other holding a club. The cop that pulled me over walks up to my window by himself and says "You were driving the Duke's of Hazzard back there."
Confused, I answer back "The Dukes of Hazzard?". He replies, "You went over those railroad tracks at 42 mph." I respond, "The speed limit is 45. Is there a problem?" to which he says, "You have a warrant for your arrest in Houston, TX."
"The closest I have ever been to Texas is Atlanta. Are you serious?"
"I wouldn't lie about something this serious, sir."
"I would like more information regarding this alleged warrant."
"I cannot discuss that with you, sir, but she can."
A lady cop walks up to the window at this point and proceeds to tell me that the warrant is tied to my License #, my date of birth, and my name. So, it has to be me. She tells me its for misdemeanor larceny and that I am lucky it isn't a worse charge, or they would be extraditing me to Texas and if I wanted any more information that I would have to call Houston. They give me my license back and tell me to go home.
I get up the next morning sure that someone has stolen my identity. I froze my credit cards. I ordered a credit report. I spent 6 hours on the phone with around 50 different people in Houston. Every one of them told me the same thing, "If you want information regarding a warrant against you, you must speak with your local police department." Fed up, I drive to the police station and talk to another officer. I had him run my license. He comes back and says there is nothing in the system against me in the whole country. I made him run it again...still nothing. He then asks me, "Do you know the name of the officer that pulled you over, because there is no record of you being pulled over last night." I told him that I did not. He says, "The officer must have a made a mistake." I tell him, "But there were 5 officers and they told me it was my license #, my DOB, and my name." His response, "Well, I don't know what to tell you."
Talk about Nazi's using scare tactics...I was pulled for driving 3 mph under the speed limit, lied to by more than one officer holding bats in their hands while my car was surrounded and then let go. They were hoping I was black, but no luck for them.
BTW, this is not the first time I have been blatantly lied to by the cops in this town.
 
#68 ·
It was early Spring of 1968. I had driven my new, to me, Lamborghini over to Phoenix from L.A. to see some relatives that lived their. I sitting at a red light waiting for it to change when a late model gold metallic color Buick Electra 225 four door hard top pull up next to me. The guy driving looked very familiar and as I looked a little longer I realized it was Barry Goldwater. Not surprisingly I recognized him because he had run for President in 1964 and his face was everywhere that year. Well, he smiled and kind of gave a look that he wanted to race. When the light changed he took off like a bat out of hell. Fortunately I didn't take the bait and proceeded to accelerated at a normal rate. Good thing too, because there was a state trooper (I don't know what they call them in Arizona) coming up behind us and he fipped on his flashing light and signaled to me to pullover. I wasn't sure why he was stopping me because I hadn't been racing or even accelerating fast. The trooper didn't get out of his car, but was talking on his radio for about fifteen minutes while I just sat in my car waiting for him to do something. Then it dawned on me that my car didn't have ermanent license plates on but only a red temporary registration sticker in the window. I had just gotten back from Vietnam the week before, and while the car was registered I didn't have plates for it yet.

Well the trooper finally got out of his cruiser and came up to my window and asked for my license and registration, which I gave him along with my maroon "Official" passport for further identification. He took all my paperwork and returned to his cruiser and got back on the radio for another fifteen minutes. He then came back to my window and handed me back all my paper work and saluted and said I could go on my way. To this day I don't know what kept me from getting hauled in that day. Whether it was because I had been "almost" racing with the notorious speed freak Senator Goldwater, whether my paperwork satisfied the guy (I doubt it) or he had never seen an "Official" U.S. passport before. But whatever his reason I was glad to go on my way that day. And during the next few days I wasn't bothered by any LEO for not having plates on my car. I suspect the trooper and his cohorts had decided that the mystery person driving the Lamborghini just wasn't worth hasseling on the chance he might be connected!
 
#69 ·
Last June on my way home from yearly camping. Trip took a detours up north to visit friends and cops stopped me why'll at a gas station saying someone called in reckless driving I said well I'm not driving and u didnt witness anything
They left

Once for texting and driving when the state I was in didn't even have a law against it btw I was using my iPod how can I text when its not even a phone officer

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MoistCabbage said:
ROFLMAO! :histeric::histeric::histeric::histeric::histeric:
X2 lmao omfg I am now not going to sleep to easy
 
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