Your experiences with the Police?

[highlandsflyer]

In talking about dogs and such I was minded of all the happy run ins I have had with the Constabulary.

What tales do you have? Nothing incriminating of course!

I have a long list. Blame my drinking years. I will stick to the driving related ones for now...

Once travelling at very excessive speed driving back to Salford from Knutsford on the A56 I passed a patrol car tucked in behind some trees. I stopped, reversed back the few hundred yards and got out as they were starting up with the lights on. I asked directions and they immediately swapped into public service mode and got their A-Z out.

Another time I was driving in peeing rain with my kids in the car, in the pitch dark on a narrow road along the North coast of Scotland and a car was following too close for the conditions. Initially I slowed to let it pass, and it just would not, so I did the stupid thing and knocked up to a higher speed once on a long straight and out of the rain, I got backed up behind cars and it followed too close again. The cars in front were going slow so I just kept a safe distance and carried on until, as we gained our destination I decided to make him pass me, on a wide straight leading into the town. I slowed gradually to a halt and put my hazzards on.

He just sat behind me, so I got out to give him a piece of my mind.

Then he put his blue lights on, and I ended up being told off for moving a bit fast over the moors.

One time I was in Romania and I followed a police car up a road looking for a hotel, only to be pulled over and told I was going up a one way road. None of the officers spoke English, but they got the message over they wanted money to let us go, so I ended up pleading my case over their radio to their headquarters. I lied about my father being the British Ambassador and they let us go!

 

[Grannygrinder]

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Hypathetically speaking
I may have been doing 129mph on my ZXR 750 on the motorway.
I also may have been stopped by a nice police officer who may have explained that although i was riding safely, i was exceeding the speed limit.
He may have then given me the choice between a ticket for 98.6mph or the full consequences of the faster speed that i may or may not have been doing
What a nice man
My word its hard not to incriminate ones self

 

[uno-speedo]

At school there was a rumor that are friends older brother once spat on a coppers shoe and the cop said that'll be 50 pence fine so he spat on the other shoe and gave him a quid. Whether or not that story is true I don't know but it was a funny thing to hear being a kid.

 

[shovelon]

Many moons ago when I was 16 yrs old, I had my first acquaintance with the fuzz. These were the days in Socal of Hell''s Angels, hippies, and pot.

I just bought my first car on a typical sunny Saturday afternoon. It was a lowered 57 Ford Ranchero. Spent that evening washing and waxing. Next morning my 14 year old idiot brother and I drove over to a friend's place to show it off. On leaving, driving slowly, a patrol car motored up behind me. Going slowly and following traffic laws, the patrol car tailed me for about a mile. My idiot little brother went animal. Looking out the back window, scrunching down peering out the side view mirror, flipping off the coppers with arm out window, I slowed to a crawl. The sirens went off and lights flashed, I pulled over. Both cops exited and drew revolvers, and motioned me out of the car. Pistols pointed at my head, brother screaming obscenities at the peace officers, I was instructed to lean forward on fender and asked if drugs or weapons were hidden in vehicle, all while coppers were hiding behind their car doors.

I told them that they scared the shit out of me and my idiot brother wanted to see what they were doing. That is why I had been driving so slow. The coppers both broke out in hysterical laughter. They let me go and I was going to let my brother walk home.

First and last time I ever had loaded guns pointed my way. :evil: Thankyou LAPD.

 

[jimihendrix]

Another time I was driving in peeing rain with my kids in the car, in the pitch dark on a narrow road along the North coast of Scotland and a car was following too close for the conditions. Initially I slowed to let it pass, and it just would not, so I did the stupid thing and knocked up to a higher speed once on a long straight and out of the rain, I got backed up behind cars and it followed too close again. The cars in front were going slow so I just kept a safe distance and carried on until, as we gained our destination I decided to make him pass me, on a wide straight leading into the town. I slowed gradually to a halt and put my hazzards on.

Same kind of thing happened to a mate of mine back in the 90's, he had a Sierra Cosworth, big dark car up his tail one night on a dual carrageway, he thought it was wanting to race, he put the boot in, left it for dead, got to 120 before deciding to back off, other car drew along side, was an unmarked dark blue 3.0 Senator.

He lost his licence though :roll:

 

[highlandsflyer]

Re: .

Hypathetically speaking
I may have been doing 129mph on my ZXR 750 on the motorway.
I also may have been stopped by a nice police officer who may have explained that although i was riding safely, i was exceeding the speed limit.
He may have then given me the choice between a ticket for 98.6mph or the full consequences of the faster speed that i may or may not have been doing
What a nice man
My word its hard not to incriminate ones self

They played my video back in the car and it went from 115 odd downwards, and they stopped it at the speed they offered me, saying nothing.

Generally speaking the police we have are stellar.

When I was much younger I was riding home to Cumbria with a pal in tow somewhat behind me, in my Ducati daze. We arrived after a hard blast from Glasgow to Barrow, via Penrith, and got settled down to a pint in the pub. Small time later, probably thirty minutes, plod came in and had my mate for speeding from Carlisle.

 

[al]

I've noticed that coppers get better the closer to the end of their shift they stop you!!

As I work at stupid o'clock in the morning, I get stopped on ocassion just for them to pass the time and have a name and number in their books. I'm sure though If I was stopped with a shotgun and a bag with swag written on it on the passenger seat they would just say "would you put it in the boot please sir" cos the paperwork would take them into their sleepy bo bo times!

Bless the boys in blue.

al.

 

[alanf]

so I'm sitting there in traffic in the company van (stannah) and a police transit pulls up along side me, so I look across, lower the window, and the copper in the passenger seat does the same.... so I said at least my customers are always pleased to see me he takes a look at my van laughs and says sod off you cheeky fecker

when I was out in the states in working in Massachusetts everyone told me to avoid the state troopers as they are nasty bits of work! so I got off the plane and discovered that BA had lost my bike! so after an hour of dealling with that crap I wasnt in a good mood, so I went to leave the airport and find my limo, on the way through customs there were two of the state troopers armed to the teeth wearing sunglasses indoors at 10pm both with automatic rifles standing beside this customs guy who asks me what's in the tool box? well after dealing with BA for an hour I wasnt in a good mood and snapped back TOOLS WTF do you think? at this point I could see this guy reaching into his draw for the rubber gloves and start to rise up from his chair :? only to find the hand of one the state troopers pushing him back down and growling you ask a dumb arse question you get a wise arse answer...welcome to Massachusetts sir enjoy your stay
I found the state trooper to be great guys and in my dealings with them they were friendly and helpful includeing the one that pulled me for speeding and pulled his gun on me as I got out the van after he stopped me! :shock:

 

[Tazio]

I was a member of the ACAB faction most of my life (all coppers are b******s) then I was badly assaulted in the street and found a new respect for them. I found the ones I dealt with decent guys who have a thankless job. Sure there are some idiots but all jobs are the same.

I got pulled over by the cops in LA once as I was driving out a petrol station late at night and realised I hadn't put my headlights on. I put them on straight away and must have driven about 10 yards without them. I was then pulled over and discovered the LA cops charming habit of shining a maglite into your door mirror as the walk towards you from the back of the car so you can't see them and get badly dazzled. I apologised profusely but at no point did the cop even slightly behave in a friendly way.

I blame Darryl Gates.

 

[russ77]

I got beaten up by around ten regulars, bar staff and a minor celebrity(!) in a pub in Fulham when I was in my mid-twenties. The officers that night said they couldn't help as they were off on leave the next day and they already had the landlord in the cells for serving underage customers that night... I had ten witnesses who pointed out all the culprits, but the Police said that because we had been drinking this wouldn't stick. I understand the landlord did lose his licence eventully and the pub was shut down. It would have been nice if the ringleader that night had lost a bit of his freedom too though. The celebrity is still going too. I wonder if he remembers me or if I should remind him?

I got tailed by a guy in a J reg Fiesta a few years back, roughly ten miles along the A12 and on to one of my sites in Harwich. When we stopped at our destination he got out and put a hat on (with no uniform?!). He accused my passenger of giving him the finger on the A12. He hadn't. He threatened to call in his colleagues who were on duty to come and arrest my passenger. He reckoned we'd seen the hat on his passenger seat and that had prompted us to insult him before speeding off. He then diligently followed us at or below the speed limit for nearly a quarter of an hour. I suppose we just happened to be going his way and he thought it would be fun to try and intimidate us. No doubt he tells the story very differently.

Apart from that, I'd say all my dealings with the Police in this country have been fine. Now I could tell you some stories about my time in Canada though...