So I have had a weird day. It all started on my way to work. I was getting on US 23 South near Ann Arbor, MI. I see a big F350 pickup truck with a few massive antennas attached to it driving parallel with me. I glance over to see that it's a State Conservation Officer's vehicle (with the kind of lights on top that normal cop cars have). I am cautious driving next to him. Then he darts and starts going 85 MPH! I get behind him and speed up, using him to break through traffic for me.
I keep doing this for about 10 minutes, before we both go separate ways.
I work as a bus boy at a nice French Italian restaurant in the city of Ann Arbor. So I got off work at 11:10 PM tonight (earlier then usual). I was (am) pretty tired and just wanted to get the long drive done with and get home. I was on the same stretch of expressway on the way back. I am listening to Taproot (heavy metal) real loud to keep me awake. I have 2x 12" Sub Woofers in the trunk and plenty of loud speakers inside. I have a pretty flashy car with some windows tinted out, rims, and a mo-tech muffler that is loud as heck. I also have a cold intake system under the hood. I bought this car already like this from my bro's friend. So anyways, I look to my left as I go by one of those dirt u-turn things that only "Authorized Personnel" can use. I caught a glimpse of a black car parked facing me. My heart jumps, I know it is what I suspect. I looks in my side view mirror and see the car suddenly turn it's headlights on and slowly get onto the expressway. I switch lanes and get behind a semi. I am so ****ed, I knew I must have been cooking back there. I slow down to 55 MPH and know that cop is probably just waiting to see if I think I got away with it. I continue for about 2 minutes. I keep checking my rear view mirror. I then see a car fly up right behind me. At first I thought it was the cop, then I thought it was not because how he was tailgating me. Before I can make up my mind, the lights of hell turn on. I pull over quickly and roll down my window, turn off the stereo, and finally turn off the car. I see the cop coming up in the side view. I really have thought out the psychology of cops when I was board in the past. It sounds strange, but I tend over analyze everything. I have been debating to myself the best approach to everything as far as how to present yourself and act around cops. I seem to think that if I act mature, not nervous, not angry, responsible, and give no excuses that I have a better chance of getting let off with a warning. I got pulled over about 4 months ago for the first time for speeding on a back road. I got a $130 ticket for going 11 MPH over. I could feel the wad of money in my pocket that I made tonight. I knew that about 3x that wad would be going to the state if I got a ticket for 15 MPH over. I acted calm and asked the officer how he was doing. He asked for my licensee, registration, and proof of insurance. I got it all calmly. He then asked if I had been pulled over before. I told him yes and that it was a few months ago for like 10 MPH over. He then asked if I knew how fast I was going. I said no, then I said maybe 5-10 MPH over? He told me I was going 85MPH (15 over). He caught me at my peak speed of the entire trip. I just stuck to my plan and didn't apologize or do anything like try to suck up or give excuses. He asked where I was coming from, I told him the exact restaurant and location. He came back to the car a minute later, and handed back the papers to me. He says "Just drive slower" and walks back to his car. I had a WTF moment. I was frozen and couldn't believe what just happened. I then thought of Super Troopers. Was this a sick joke of his? Is he going to come back and pull me over again just to **** with me? I then thought of Cheech and Chong's: Nice Dreams. Maybe he just let me off because I am a resident of a different county and that maybe that would require more paperwork then he wanted to do? I wait a few minutes after he takes off. I then drive slow as hell all the way home. Did my plan work, was it because I just got off work, was it because he was too lazy to do extra paperwork, had he already met his quota for the night? Why did I get let go? I will never know, nor do I really care to know? I just started shouting random "WHoolly FarKing SHiat!" YESSSSSS!" "JESUS FACKING CHRIST!" out loud in shock. What a way to cap off the night?!?!?!
I work as a bus boy at a nice French Italian restaurant in the city of Ann Arbor. So I got off work at 11:10 PM tonight (earlier then usual). I was (am) pretty tired and just wanted to get the long drive done with and get home. I was on the same stretch of expressway on the way back. I am listening to Taproot (heavy metal) real loud to keep me awake. I have 2x 12" Sub Woofers in the trunk and plenty of loud speakers inside. I have a pretty flashy car with some windows tinted out, rims, and a mo-tech muffler that is loud as heck. I also have a cold intake system under the hood. I bought this car already like this from my bro's friend. So anyways, I look to my left as I go by one of those dirt u-turn things that only "Authorized Personnel" can use. I caught a glimpse of a black car parked facing me. My heart jumps, I know it is what I suspect. I looks in my side view mirror and see the car suddenly turn it's headlights on and slowly get onto the expressway. I switch lanes and get behind a semi. I am so ****ed, I knew I must have been cooking back there. I slow down to 55 MPH and know that cop is probably just waiting to see if I think I got away with it. I continue for about 2 minutes. I keep checking my rear view mirror. I then see a car fly up right behind me. At first I thought it was the cop, then I thought it was not because how he was tailgating me. Before I can make up my mind, the lights of hell turn on. I pull over quickly and roll down my window, turn off the stereo, and finally turn off the car. I see the cop coming up in the side view. I really have thought out the psychology of cops when I was board in the past. It sounds strange, but I tend over analyze everything. I have been debating to myself the best approach to everything as far as how to present yourself and act around cops. I seem to think that if I act mature, not nervous, not angry, responsible, and give no excuses that I have a better chance of getting let off with a warning. I got pulled over about 4 months ago for the first time for speeding on a back road. I got a $130 ticket for going 11 MPH over. I could feel the wad of money in my pocket that I made tonight. I knew that about 3x that wad would be going to the state if I got a ticket for 15 MPH over. I acted calm and asked the officer how he was doing. He asked for my licensee, registration, and proof of insurance. I got it all calmly. He then asked if I had been pulled over before. I told him yes and that it was a few months ago for like 10 MPH over. He then asked if I knew how fast I was going. I said no, then I said maybe 5-10 MPH over? He told me I was going 85MPH (15 over). He caught me at my peak speed of the entire trip. I just stuck to my plan and didn't apologize or do anything like try to suck up or give excuses. He asked where I was coming from, I told him the exact restaurant and location. He came back to the car a minute later, and handed back the papers to me. He says "Just drive slower" and walks back to his car. I had a WTF moment. I was frozen and couldn't believe what just happened. I then thought of Super Troopers. Was this a sick joke of his? Is he going to come back and pull me over again just to **** with me? I then thought of Cheech and Chong's: Nice Dreams. Maybe he just let me off because I am a resident of a different county and that maybe that would require more paperwork then he wanted to do? I wait a few minutes after he takes off. I then drive slow as hell all the way home. Did my plan work, was it because I just got off work, was it because he was too lazy to do extra paperwork, had he already met his quota for the night? Why did I get let go? I will never know, nor do I really care to know? I just started shouting random "WHoolly FarKing SHiat!" YESSSSSS!" "JESUS FACKING CHRIST!" out loud in shock. What a way to cap off the night?!?!?!
