This morning commuting up the A3 to London, I thought a saw in my mirror some blue lights. I thought at first it might just have been the way some headlights look. But then I realised they were blue lights on an unmarked car and was pretty sure they were for me. But he was a long way back and I had filtered passed a lot of cars in the outside lane and I thought if I can just get round this bend and take the slip road he'll never find me. So I put the hammer down, few more filters, took the slip road nearly straightening the roadabout at then end, :roll: Turned right and the roundabout and left into the krispe Keene car park. A few moments later a police car went passed, then came back and pulled in alongside me He was livid. Saying if he didn't get me a 6 month ban then he would have failed. I gave him my licence and he went off and did his checks. Came back and seemed to be quite impressed I had insurance and everything checked out so he let me off with a gentleman's agreement that until Monday I would not break the speed limit.
Yeh on the way home last night going through the roadworks on the m25. There was a plod-rover crawling along in the inside lane and I must have gone past him at 70 (at least) through a 50 zone. There was no way on gods green earth he was ever gonna catch me weaving in and out of all the mongs in their cages. Is that what you mean? (P.S. one guess who this is )
I've been chased by police dogs but not on a bike. I was trying to row a boat id "borrowed" off someone's drive across a field and they took umbrage to it.
Was tempted to make a run for it when I was caught stealing some sweets. Didn't need to bother as the ass whipping I got from my Dad was enough to stop me doing it again. Smacking works. Only time I've been on the bike I got pulled out and a slap on the wrist thankfully.
Unwittingly yes, copper had already called for the chopper as he thought I was a runner, I was enjoying myself too much to check in my mirrors! Mind he was a long way back, so its a bit much asking me to look for muppets that can't keep up..... Was seriously busted over that and decided trackdays would cost less. :roll:
I've been bit by a police dog, literally had my nads in it's mouth, I punch it in the top of the head and was taken to court over assaulting a police officer, it was thrown out as the judge said it was ridiculous as I had done nothing wrong in the first place and the dog handler was moved to a different department as this was apparently a common thing for him.
Not my but other half did and got caught..! Bolted for speeding but they already had his plate, they did a full on chase but he got away, he says he panicked he then dug a even bigger hole by pretending his bike had been stolen. He got a 18 month ban and £300 fine for running plus another fine Perverting the courseof justice, Stupid bugger winna ever do that again. It was a few years ago now.
Unwittingly went past a VACAR car 111.7 in a 50 mph. They just turned up at my house with another car Was putting it in the shead.We waited till the car with my speed arrived. Ban and a fat fine so ive been good ever since
Aye, was at this concert and got backstage as I used a bit of oral persuasion on a security guy, but man was it boring there. Had some food and a couple of shots and then some blonde guy called Stewart comes in and starts having a right go as it was their rider. He calls his two mates in - Andy and Sting - but I've scarpered by then!
'Twas many years ago and late at night (breakfast late at night is a very American thing).....I was haulin' ass up the 73 freeway doing about 140mph in my Supra...got onto the 405 and knocked it back down to around 100 'cos there was more traffic...then I spotted some headlights behind weaving between the other cars...why would you do that? - the fast lane is empty!....has to be a cop!!!! And therein I made my mistake...I gassed it and went about another mile or so.....I should have got off right there at Brookhurst St. by my house...I'd have lost them right there, instead I decided to go another mile to the Magnolia exit to a 24-hour restaurant...came off the freeway, took the circular off-ramp, and as I blew through the STOP sign I saw the CHP car some up behind me in a full-on four-wheel drift...VERY impressive driving!! I pulled over, the pair of CHP officers quizzed me for ages, then wrote me a speeding ticket, told me not to run STOP signs, and not to run from cops either...they were nice guys, and very professional. So then I go to "Carrow's" for breakfast, and 5 minutes later they sat down in the next booth! "Hey, you guys want to join me??" "Sure, why not?...don't be thinking it'll get you out of that ticket though!" And so we hung out for about 45 minutes or so.....VERY nice guys just doing a PITA job.
Yes, I tried many moons ago in my youth. I was moving along at a pace on my 650 Kwak and noticed a white blur in my mirrors. I shit myself thinking I hope that isn't the old bill and took off even faster just in case it was to lose him. The blur was still there half a mile later as I hit the edge of town so I did the left/right/left/right twisty thing through the council housing estate to lose it....but I couldn't. I had about 200/250 yards on him but he could see me take the next turn as he came around the last one.....and I was running out of housing estate fast So, I pulled over, turned off the bike, took my helmet off and he literally hand braked the car around in front of me to block the road ... I innocently asked if he wanted to speak me for some reason ? He asked why I hadn't stopped and I claimed I had as soon as I noticed him - hence the helmet off and bike parked. He asked why I was going so fast on the top road and I explained I was gonna change the engine oil so needed it to be hot (best I could come up with on the spot). Incredibly he gave me a bollocking on the dangers of speeding, suggested I warmed the bike up on the stand next time and sent me on my way....ah, the good old days
Yes I have.. Yes I got away (long, long time ago, and both the environment & circumstances mean it doesn’t actually really count)
Bro in law ran a long long time ago too, and got away! He was shitting himself and stripped the bike down at lightning speed to look as if it couldn't be him (thought they'd got a look at his number plate). But the knock never came.... He's now a respected Company Director and plays golf on Sundays, oh how times and people change.
Yes, it were a long time ago in Manchester. I was a student and going home after a long day, had got off the bus and walking down Quay Street towards the doss house (shit hole) where I lived in Salford, carrying my stuff in a big heavy backpack. It was about 9pm, dark, hardly anyone around. I suddenly realised I was being followed, don't know how, just knew there were 2 - 3 blokes behind so I picked up the pace as I was a lot fitter in those days and legged it, the bottom end of Quay Street isn't very nice really, early out ladies of the night etc etc. I forget the street at the end, where as I was turning into it a police van drove onto the pavement in front of me and I hit the side of it, nowhere to go, realised it was the law, well I done nowt wrong, well maybe a minor misdemeanour which I won't go into here but just as well they didn't have a sniffer dog, not that they would have found that much weed anyway, and the tossers behind caught up just as they all piled out the van and started searching my pack, well the physics books I hope were very interesting, all about nuclear stuff, I had to show my NUS card and then they apologised as they thought I was a suspect. Taught me a bit of a lesson I tell you.
