http://members.pen 15s.net/turbocoupe50/Police_Stop.wmv
That's down right fantastic and it could not have happen to a better person. :evilgrin:
That's how you get a new nickname at work real fast:giggle:
I'm kinda neutral on this one.
I wonder if she still got a ticket?
Yeah, bet he had a hard time living that one down... :slap:
Good thing there wasn't any traffic when it rolled back into the street...
well as far as traffic it seemed like they were in an industrial park, might be wrong but thats what they look like around here. what amazed me is it rolled back, through the gate, around the curbed median, and then FINALLY came to a stop against prolly a pole or something. if that was me i would have sprinted not a spirited jog. thats what killed me. lol good video tho.
I love that one! Have you seen the full length of it?
He gets back into the car, drives back to the person he pulled over and gets out. Then someone says something to him and he's laughing a bit saying it jumped out of gear.
if the cops car rolls away and he runs off will you still get in trouble for evading them if they let first.
Looks like the citation got reversed. I think they need to give the guy a brake.
I dont know about anyone else here but I have attempted to get out of the car w/o putting it in park. I never got that far out got one leg out before it rolled one way or the other. You got so many things on your mind that it happens no harm done. Id like to know what his car hit though.
You're on a roll with those puns.
That ruled!
If I had been the one pulled over I would've been out of my car pointing and laughing my ass off. I'd gladly take the ticket for getting to watch (and severely ridicule) that one!
We had a funny one happen to the Sackville RCMP a while back - the officer went to serve a warrant at somebody's house in a little village near Sackville called Windsor Junction. The "Junction" part of the name comes from the fact that this village is a major hub for every rail line in the province, so the roads are criscrossed with rail crossings.
So the cop parks his car on the road and goes up to the door of the house. He knocks, and as he's waiting for a reply he hears a train coming. He doesn't think much of it, because in Windsor Junction you ALWAYS hear a train coming. He knocks again, and hears the train whistle growing louder as somebody answers the door. Then the whistle starts blowing repeatedly, as if the engineer was panicking. The cop turned around to see train headlights bearing down on his car, which is parked with the arse end hanging over the tracks. He and the person he's there to arrest can only watch as the train nails his car, sending it flying off into the field.
I got this story firsthand from the cop, while I was stripping gear out of his badly damaged car. The really funny thing is that his name is Casey, which means people call him Casey Jones, after the famous engineer :hick: Needless to say he still gets ribbed over parking on train tracks...
My cop story can't touch Thunder Chicken's, but I will post it anyway. A few years ago I was out at a party in suburbia and it started snowing pretty heavy. I left early to try to get out before the worst of the storm hit, but the unplowed roads were already horrible. The Cougar already isn't that great in the snow, but I could barely do more than idle unless I wanted to drive sideways. Feathering the throttle meant I could do slightly more than idle, but I had to constantly correct to keep the rear from coming around too far. Low and behold a cop sees me and surprisingly enough decided to pull me over. After talking with the cop (couldn't beleive he actually pulled me over for this) we both agreed the weather was pretty awful and there was nothing more I could do. By coming to a complete stop in the snow I was royally stuck too, so the cop had to push me out (wonder if he got stuck too, I didn't stick around to find out) If that weren't enough, the very next day I see a cop halfway on the boulevard in front of my house. I went out to give him a hand...and it was the same cop that had pulled me over the night before. The odds of that happening half to be extremely low. The funy thing was, the roads weren't nearly as bad after the plows had come through, but I think he thought the road was clear at the yield sign then saw someone coming and ended up in the median. We both had a good chuckle about it, but I think he was a bit embarassed about everything.