A lawyer once told me if I’m ever stopped for any reason just be polite, respectful, hands on the wheel at 10:00 and 2:00, and keep your mouth shut. The LEO is a witness for the prosecution and you are a witness for the defense. The LEO will tell the court what you say if it goes to court. Volunteer nothing!
Highway Trooper got me doing 88 in a 65 early this morning
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The lidar will have a gunsight like viewer to pinpoint a single car. The regular radar guns just have a speed readout that reflects the speed of the largest object in their field of view.
The difference with no stops in between is .2 hours or 12 minutes, comparing 65 to 88. When the football coach taught us driver training in the new Ford Falcon they used, he made it clear about saving time and how little is saved. No one argued with Mr. Hurley and then we watched the movies showing crashes. Sticks with me to this day.
I'm always polite and respectful the few time I've gotten pulled over. I've gotten let go for doing 10 over while wearing my uniform coming home in a residential neighborhood, I thought the speed limit was 35 and not 25.
Let go for doing 50mph in a construction zone (regular speed limit was 45, but I didn't see the sign where the speed dropped.) The cop that pulled me over was cool and knew the car group I was in.
Caught doing 100kmph down the Canadian Rockys (full control of the car, nobody else around, didn't want to ride my brakes.)
I did get pulled over once for doing 94 in a 55 coming back home from drill. Pretty sure I was going faster but I probably would have spent the night in jail if he put 40+ over on the ticket. It was a cruddy weekend and I was tired and just wanted to get home and people were camping in the left lane so I zipped around the right lane pass a semi and low-and-behold, I locked eyes with a state trooper in the median. Went to court and the judge knocked it down to something minor.
Let go for doing 50mph in a construction zone (regular speed limit was 45, but I didn't see the sign where the speed dropped.) The cop that pulled me over was cool and knew the car group I was in.
Caught doing 100kmph down the Canadian Rockys (full control of the car, nobody else around, didn't want to ride my brakes.)
I did get pulled over once for doing 94 in a 55 coming back home from drill. Pretty sure I was going faster but I probably would have spent the night in jail if he put 40+ over on the ticket. It was a cruddy weekend and I was tired and just wanted to get home and people were camping in the left lane so I zipped around the right lane pass a semi and low-and-behold, I locked eyes with a state trooper in the median. Went to court and the judge knocked it down to something minor.
I TOTALLY agree that the police use traffic stops as an excuse to search your car, smell your breath etc....It's none of their business where you are going or where you are coming from.....I also strongly disagree with using police as REVENUE tools...Where I live...the police are used for such purposes and it creates a dislike for police even among law abiding citizens.... I also dislike the current trend of calling all poor people 'victims'....and all wealthy people 'evil'....especially since most of this rhetoric is coming from wealthy 'elitist' who do so to keep the poor from looking too closely at them. Do you think any of these 'elitist' frauds really want 'low income' housing in their neighborhoods?
True to its racing intent my Honda RC45, will go 90mph in first gear, by the time I reach 6th I'm going straight to jail velocity...
I've been pulled over a few times, all but once I was in the wrong, never received a ticket, just warnings. I'm large, well-spoken, cool under pressure, have a clean license, I don't BS the guy, and let's face it, white. That's a winning ticket....
When I get stopped for any reason,
1. Put signal light on and pull over.
2. Open ALL windows in car. LEO’s hate tinted windows, so open all, tinted or not).
3. Put BOTH hands on steering wheel.
Don’t reach for license or registration or insurance card until LEO tell you.
If papers are in glove box, ask first
Before you reach. (Remember, he does not know if you are a good guy, or a serial killer). Treat LEO with respect. (Yes sir, no sir). You may still get a ticket, or you may not.
1. Put signal light on and pull over.
2. Open ALL windows in car. LEO’s hate tinted windows, so open all, tinted or not).
3. Put BOTH hands on steering wheel.
Don’t reach for license or registration or insurance card until LEO tell you.
If papers are in glove box, ask first
Before you reach. (Remember, he does not know if you are a good guy, or a serial killer). Treat LEO with respect. (Yes sir, no sir). You may still get a ticket, or you may not.
I've always parked, turned on the dome, rolled the window, but gotten the papers out of the box before he comes up. And then gotten my hands back on the wheel. That way my hands will always be in sight.
True Story...
On my RC45 I'm tucked in a fetal ball and rolling it on exiting the on
ramp but I merge with the flow in the fast lane quick as a bunny. Of
course this being routinely patrolled I-80 sure enough comes lights
and siren of a CHP Stang... In response to the WOO WOO myself and 4
lanes of cagers jockey towards the shoulder as a unified horde of
guilty perpetrators. The bumper bull horn blurts out "RC45 pull over".
first I think cool, he's motorcycle savoy but then nope he is reading
my personal plate.
Unexpectedly just before we roll to a stop he shoots pass me sideways
in a full lock side throwing up one hell of a cloud of dust. I gather
this maneuver is an effort to block any avenue of escape. I stop and
kill the engine raising my hands away from the bars. Whoa partner, I'm
not about to pull a fast one and run, if I play I will pay. Our
vehicles are at rest, the dust settles, he exits in hurry thumbing the
hurt book...
He makes no request for helmet removal or even a flip of the visor. in a
beautiful drill Sergeant voice he commands.
"Son, your license please"...
"Yes sir" I affirm. reaching in the top pocket of my Italian leathers.
His face drops and his demeanor shifts from Son to Sir as he
realizes my birth year of 1948 instantly adds 30 years of seniority...
In a voice a few octaves higher. "Sir"... "you never know who you
are stopping out here" he pleads clearing his throat...
"Yes sir, you never know, I jest. "I might know your mom."
With a smile he parts with these words "I handled my bike well, I
stabilized with the flow of traffic, I pulled over and didn't run,
have a nice day and be careful Mr.Lovisone"
No Ticket no trouble...
On my RC45 I'm tucked in a fetal ball and rolling it on exiting the on
ramp but I merge with the flow in the fast lane quick as a bunny. Of
course this being routinely patrolled I-80 sure enough comes lights
and siren of a CHP Stang... In response to the WOO WOO myself and 4
lanes of cagers jockey towards the shoulder as a unified horde of
guilty perpetrators. The bumper bull horn blurts out "RC45 pull over".
first I think cool, he's motorcycle savoy but then nope he is reading
my personal plate.
Unexpectedly just before we roll to a stop he shoots pass me sideways
in a full lock side throwing up one hell of a cloud of dust. I gather
this maneuver is an effort to block any avenue of escape. I stop and
kill the engine raising my hands away from the bars. Whoa partner, I'm
not about to pull a fast one and run, if I play I will pay. Our
vehicles are at rest, the dust settles, he exits in hurry thumbing the
hurt book...
He makes no request for helmet removal or even a flip of the visor. in a
beautiful drill Sergeant voice he commands.
"Son, your license please"...
"Yes sir" I affirm. reaching in the top pocket of my Italian leathers.
His face drops and his demeanor shifts from Son to Sir as he
realizes my birth year of 1948 instantly adds 30 years of seniority...
In a voice a few octaves higher. "Sir"... "you never know who you
are stopping out here" he pleads clearing his throat...
"Yes sir, you never know, I jest. "I might know your mom."
With a smile he parts with these words "I handled my bike well, I
stabilized with the flow of traffic, I pulled over and didn't run,
have a nice day and be careful Mr.Lovisone"
No Ticket no trouble...
I'm retired now, so rarely hammer it any more. I don't think the few minutes you save by speeding is worth the risk of paying $200+ in fines.
However, in my younger days, I was on a first name basis with the local LEOs. The very first time I was pulled over was 92 in a 55. The close-to-retirement-aged State Trooper ambled up to my side of the car and said, "Step out of the car, son. I want to see how big that foot is because I already know how heavy it is."
I was in my parents car and knew I was going to be in deep "doo-doo" when I got home. I think he sensed my trepidation, because I got a totally undeserved warning (along with a lecture). I didn't speed for a while after that.
However, in my younger days, I was on a first name basis with the local LEOs. The very first time I was pulled over was 92 in a 55. The close-to-retirement-aged State Trooper ambled up to my side of the car and said, "Step out of the car, son. I want to see how big that foot is because I already know how heavy it is."
I was in my parents car and knew I was going to be in deep "doo-doo" when I got home. I think he sensed my trepidation, because I got a totally undeserved warning (along with a lecture). I didn't speed for a while after that.
Funny story.
Back around 1972, driving my 1970 ‘Cuda 340 from Simcoe Ontario back towards the Queenston/Lewiston Bridge, on a two lane triad, middle of the night, I was passed by an OPP Cruiser. He slowed down but later speeded up, going slightly above the limit. Not paying attention, I stayed behind him. After a while, he pulled over, I passed him, on came the lights and I pulled over. Asked what was my hurry. Told him I was only following him and didn’t realize how fast I was going following him. His strange answer was that the OPP is authorized to check your speed from in front. (He did let me go, probably assuming I was a crazy American).
BTW. To those who don’t know, OPP means Ontario Provincial Police.
Back around 1972, driving my 1970 ‘Cuda 340 from Simcoe Ontario back towards the Queenston/Lewiston Bridge, on a two lane triad, middle of the night, I was passed by an OPP Cruiser. He slowed down but later speeded up, going slightly above the limit. Not paying attention, I stayed behind him. After a while, he pulled over, I passed him, on came the lights and I pulled over. Asked what was my hurry. Told him I was only following him and didn’t realize how fast I was going following him. His strange answer was that the OPP is authorized to check your speed from in front. (He did let me go, probably assuming I was a crazy American).
BTW. To those who don’t know, OPP means Ontario Provincial Police.
The Commonweath states that Speed limits are "All about public safety". What a joke.
Since the interstate is overburdened, they allow breakdown lane travel during rush hours.
I listen to WBZ 1030 AM in the morning, and if the Traffic report DOESN'T say there is a crash at Dascomb road in Andover ( I-93 S interchange) it's an odd day. "All About safety" with over three major crashes a week for years?
People don't know how to merge - because they are generally uneducated idiots and morons, and don't take driving seriously.
At this interchange there is NO merge lane as the breakdown is in use. And likely traffic is going 65mph+ in the breakdown lane.
If the guy on front of you stops whilst mergeing - you are toast. can you do 0-70mph in a 1/2 a second? What car ?
Look, speeding tickets are just revenue generation. A form of tax. If you want to lobby for more taxes, that's cool, I don't support it, and neither do most Americans who are trying to flee the cities and states that are tax-happy. Why? Because somehow it failed to create the utopia they were promised.
I hate this quoting thing. Anyways, I was saying the income-adjusted fines in an effort to raise more money isn't going to work out/be popular/etc.
i think that’s what pretty much saved me. I’m honest and never try to BS any law enforcement officers.
When I had my old Fox body 5.0 Mustang..... I got pulled over 3 times in one night for a headlight bulb burned out. The 3 cops just told me to get it fixed with just a verbal warning.
They didn’t say anything about the headers, off road H pipe or Flowmaster mufflers.
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