grahame
Senior Retro Guru
I used to have the opposite problem as a kid (17-18 years old).
There was a part of the road on the outskirts of the local town (Stokesley) where the limit was 30mph, but plod "expected" everybody to do 35+ along it. On a Saturday night, at 11:30pm, if you were only doing 30mph, they'd assume you'd been drinking and pull you over.
They stopped me twice with
Plod: "Is this your car?"
Me: "No, it's my dad's"
Plod: "Can we telephone him to confirm this?"
Me: "No, imagine what that call would do to his heart - 11:30pm and "Hello this is the Police, it's about your son." But you can follow me home."
Plod: "Have you been drinking?"
Me: "No, I don't drink if I'm drivng" (We had a rule in my group of freinds - whoever drives gets their soft drinks paid for all night by those he gives a lift to)
Plod: "Blow into this bag please, sir."
The look of absolute disappointment when it came up clean was great. Both times.
I did get stopped for speeding once - for overtaking a uniformed police car that was apparently doing 30 in Stokesley centre. On my road bike. I'd slipstreamed him into town on the way to scholl and got bored so went past him. He was upset, but let me off with a stern word about not overtaking police cars, especially ones doing the speed limit. I think he was secretly impressed that I could do it. I know I was.
There was a part of the road on the outskirts of the local town (Stokesley) where the limit was 30mph, but plod "expected" everybody to do 35+ along it. On a Saturday night, at 11:30pm, if you were only doing 30mph, they'd assume you'd been drinking and pull you over.
They stopped me twice with
Plod: "Is this your car?"
Me: "No, it's my dad's"
Plod: "Can we telephone him to confirm this?"
Me: "No, imagine what that call would do to his heart - 11:30pm and "Hello this is the Police, it's about your son." But you can follow me home."
Plod: "Have you been drinking?"
Me: "No, I don't drink if I'm drivng" (We had a rule in my group of freinds - whoever drives gets their soft drinks paid for all night by those he gives a lift to)
Plod: "Blow into this bag please, sir."
The look of absolute disappointment when it came up clean was great. Both times.
I did get stopped for speeding once - for overtaking a uniformed police car that was apparently doing 30 in Stokesley centre. On my road bike. I'd slipstreamed him into town on the way to scholl and got bored so went past him. He was upset, but let me off with a stern word about not overtaking police cars, especially ones doing the speed limit. I think he was secretly impressed that I could do it. I know I was.