[nightwrencher]

just about anyone in a muscle car(especially a beater) will get pulled over.
when I first got my 68 bird on the road the second time(still in rustoleum), the cops always followed me.
While patching up a 700r4 install on a '80 sunbird with a 400, I was driving my firebird to work after recently butting in a newly rebuilt 400 in it (still had 2.56 gears) for no particular reason I decided, "let's see what it does when I drop it in second and floor it." as the dry-rotted tires started to spin, I saw a cop car at the stop sign 2 blocks up. I let up on the gas and thought, "maybe he didn't see it." I must have been spinning longer, because as I reached him, the smoke was still clearing out of the passenger compartment. He proceeded to follow me to my house and gave me a lecture through the loudspeaker of his squad car as I leaned in the window. after a few minutes he let me go saying I was lucky he was on another call. I still think he secretly appreciated the burnout.

I'm sure someone has some better stories, let's hear them!

[nightwrencher]

just about anyone in a muscle car(especially a beater) will get pulled over.
when I first got my 68 bird on the road the second time(still in rustoleum), the cops always followed me.
While patching up a 700r4 install on a '80 sunbird with a 400, I was driving my firebird to work after recently butting in a newly rebuilt 400 in it (still had 2.56 gears) for no particular reason I decided, "let's see what it does when I drop it in second and floor it." as the dry-rotted tires started to spin, I saw a cop car at the stop sign 2 blocks up. I let up on the gas and thought, "maybe he didn't see it." I must have been spinning longer, because as I reached him, the smoke was still clearing out of the passenger compartment. He proceeded to follow me to my house and gave me a lecture through the loudspeaker of his squad car as I leaned in the window. after a few minutes he let me go saying I was lucky he was on another call. I still think he secretly appreciated the burnout.

I'm sure someone has some better stories, let's hear them!

[Deadhead]

Leaving a Dead show in Atlanta one night in my '66 Bonne. Sitting at a light waiting for it to change. Looked over & 2 older darker cops were leaning against a lamppost, giving us the eyeball. One looked at me & said, "'65 right?" I said, "Yes sir, 65 never go over it." Then I realized what he was talking about, & I said "No, man, '66.". He walked over, put his hand on the fender, tilted his head down by the hood & said, "Damn, you can hardly hear it runnin'." Light changed & we were glad to be in the South.

Had seen the same 2 guys on the floor in the show. I was with a friend who weighs 450#, mostly muscle. Guy routinely takes naps whenever convenient. They looked at him napping in his seat & halfway in he aisle & I guess assumed he was passed-out. Same cop said, "We gotta get him outta here." Partner took one look at Charlie & said, "Which end you wanna be holdin' when he wakes up?" & they walked away.

[fastgto]

I`ve had many many run in`s with the police. My luck is twice a nite, I get pulled over. But I have never gotten a ticket. I generally drive with the foot to the floor, but NOT thru residentual areas. I`ll do the odd smoker from lite to lite though. 1964 G.T.O. 467ci. T.K.O. 600 5spd. 17 inch torque 2`s. A real nice car. I always beg and suck hole when the coppers get me and it seems to work. Even been escorted out of the town I live in and NO ticket. I hate begging and suck`in but if you drive it like me it seems to work.

[68MeanVerdoroGreen]

As a kid I experienced the real meaning for GTO.

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[RixRide]

Greetings! I've been viewing the PY site for sometime now, and finally took the time to register as a user, especially after seeing this thread! My "best" cop story-

I own a beautiful "canary yellow" '67 GTO that has been known to get up and go on occasion. My wife can tell you stories about the reason Pontiac installed the grab bar, etc., especially back in our "early" days. At the time of this story, I drove a VW Rabbit back and forth to work for it's economy. My wife must have needed some wind in her hair this particular day, as she took the GTO out for a little ride. We worked different shifts, and I was hard at work that day. I decided to pull the plug early that day...........got in the Rabbit and was on my way home. I could see farther up the road the distinct lights of a State Trooper who had someone pulled over. Being the nosy sort, I slowed way down to gawk at the victim of the stop. Much to my surprise, I see my wife, in my GTO, chatting with the Trooper. I was shocked! I drove home waiting for my mate to appear. A short while later, sure enough, here she comes in the door somewhat sheepishly. I asked her, "what was that all about?", and I also took great pleasure in watching her try to bs her way through this conversation. It was sweet! Of course, she was speeding............didn't see the Trooper.............blah, blah, blah. I couldn't stand to see her distress any longer and busted out laughing!! The sweetest irony was the fact that she works in law enforcement!!

[7t4mula]

[QUOTE]Originally posted by RixRide:
Much to my surprise, I see my wife, in my GTO, chatting with the Trooper. I was shocked! QUOTE]

Hey, first off, welcome to the forum! I grew up in Wittenberg, I'll be looking for that 67 Canary GTO when I get up that way!

Yes, that is a funny feeling seeing your Wife along side the road trying to talk her way out of a ticket! Had that happen myself years ago.

Let my girlfriend (now wife) take the 73 Formula to go pick up a friend. Was working out in the driveway and I hear the familiar rumble of the 73's duals with glasspacks, but this was accompanied by a police motorcycle siren! I see her down the street several blocks away and she continues on and pulls right up in the driveway with the cop in tow!

As she gets out she finally realizes he is back there, and he begins to give her an earful about how at every stoplight she was turning over the tires. She tried to explain that I had just recently replaced the clutch and she wasn't used to it (which was true) The worn one was so bad it would slip like crazy...

She did manage to get out of that one, probably because the cop saw me with the front control arm ripped all apart on the 69 Pontiac I had there, and believed her story.

A different time, I was cruising down a 25mph boulevard in my 82 T/A drying it off after a fresh wash. Seeing a couple nice looking girls i had to let her rip of course, up to about 50 or so... There was the squad of course, instantly in hot pursuit! I pulled over and he asks me what the hell I was doing. I gave him the old "just drying off the car story" and to my amazement he starts chatting about what a nice car it was, and how good of shape I had kept it in!! After about 5 minutes of car-talk, I couldn't believe he let me off with just a verbal warning! My wife was furious that she had just got a ticket a few weeks earlier in about that same spot for doing 7 mph over...

[RixRide]

Thanks 7t4mula for the welcome! What's an even scarier situation than watching your spouse dealing with the police, is watching your two daughters try to bs their way through an explanation to their Mother about why they got pulled over!! Their Mom had a pretty good source of info, and there was more than one time she came home shaking her head muttering "damn girls got pulled over again".............Our youngest just blessed us with our first grandchild, and the little guy is destined for trouble. Our son-in-law has a '31 Ford hot-rod (all customized). Anyway the grandson, I swear, cranks it up in his walker and power slides on the kitchen floor. I'll look for the '70 Formula! Wittenberg actually has a great little car show in the summer. Just put the GTO away for the season!!

[Geeto 67]

I have a friend with a 1967 firebird convert and the guy never seems to get tickets.
One night I was riding shotgun in the bird at our local cruzing spot. We had been screwing around stop light to stoplight with a 1972 dodge charger. After about the fourth light we pulled up the charger (who was in the left lane) suddenly ducks into the right lane behind us. My buddy and I are thinking WTF?!?! until an old blue and white NYPD caprice pulls up next to us. We both figured he had to have seen us for that last three lights so we slink down real low in the seats and pull out hats down low. After about a second we hear the caprice taching it up in the left lane. We both look over and the uniformed officer begins to roll down the window. He gets the window halfway down and the light changes....nobody moves for at least a second...then the driver of the partol car reves it to the moon and neutral drops it. The Blue and white lights it up for fifty feet through the intersection... sideways. light changes back to red, and the guy in the charger pulls up next to us. None of us could believe what we saw.

two years later we are cruzing in the same bird in our home town, real late at night. For kicks we decide to stretch it's legs up to about 70 (in a 40) sicne nobody was around. After a while party lights come on and we get pulled over. We get an earful about speeding and how it took the cop two miles to catch us. So my smartassed friend asks hium why it took so long to catch us, to which the cop said "If I had my cahllenger I would have caught ya a hell of a lot sooner". He let us off with a warning.

A friend of mine wanted me to take his girlfriend (at the time) for a ride in my GTO. So I obliged. I got out on to the main road (two lanes either direction and the one in the story immediatly above) and go through all the gears. I topped out at 110. Finally I slow it down to about 40 and I notice the party lights behind me. So I pull over. The cop comes out in a huff gets to the window looks in all angry and stuff and goes...."oh, it's you". Now at this time I had been in the fire department for about 6 months and had gotten to know all the local pd. I had never seen this guys before but he recognized me from a fire call and from hanging out by the dunkin donuts on late night coffee runs. Anyway so he looks at me for a second and goes your taillight's out. So I get out of the car and walk around back, whiel he takes a good look at my buddy's girlfriend. Then he joins me around back (I did have a taillight out but only part of the left one) and says "keep it down will ya". I say thanks and skip away ticket free back to the dunkin donuts where my buddy was waiting.

Finally Story, I blew an alternator in the 67 GTO on my way home late one night and figuring I got just enough juice to make it to the house I kill all the lights and try to make the run back to the house. I pick up a county pd tail, but managed to keep a pedestrian car between us and him. For some reason he doesn't hit the lights. I get a block from home and I have to make a turn and go up a large hill, I say to hell with it, bury the pedal and haul azz up the hill, the cop sees and begins chase but thanks to the other car is about 1/8 of a mile behind us. I make the final turn and I get about 100 feet from the driveway before the car begins to cut out (battery is done) I swing the car into the driveway at full speed and proceed to park it on the far side of my father's suburban (my driveway is shaped like a question mark with the suburban parallel to the street and trees along the property line keeping you from seeing what other cars are in the driveway) just as I see the trooper's lights come around the final turn. He comes up the street full speed, while my buddy and I hide behind my father's suburban watching through the tinted windows. The cop turns around and begins to come down the street checking all the driveways with his spotlight. eventually he gets to to my drievway, stops for a second and then proceeds down the rest of the street. I got real lucky.

[GotGTO?]

So this one time I'm haulin a&* so fast the cop didn't lock the radar and can't prove it but I pulled over in front of the High School(I was 16 and in my first car,1967 GTO ).He asked how fast and I said the speed limit of 45.Well he didn't like that one so he pulled the old Bumper-Height-Discrepency "ordinance" trick out of his bag and proceeded to actually measure with a tape measure the front top height/rear lower height and subtract,etc.....While it was lunch hour and everybody was going out my buddy rolled slowly by in the opposite direction in his 67 malibu and screamed out the window "did I need any help" .And then the cop replied yes c'mon over;to which my friend responded with a 7grand clutch dumping,tire frying exit! So now the cop is really pissed and starts writing stuff.Turns out he was totally laughing his butt off and let me go with 3 warnings for assorted chicken sh*t. LOL

[Deadhead]

2 more that prove they are not all bad by any means.

Drove my new 66 GP from L.A. to VA. Made it 40 miles when the fuel filter started to clog. Pulled into a massive parking lot at 4:30 a.m. to try & resolve issue. Saw a cop creeping around & decided it was best to approach him first. Frantically waved him down. He rolls up, calls for back-up. I ask him where the nearest parts store is. He does not know that is why he called for back-up. Then he gets on the horn to the dispatcher & has her look up a half dozen places in the Yellow Pages. Next cop gets there, we put the filter back on & he takes us through the maze back to I-10 & does not mind that I blow the stopsign at the on ramp.

Further down the road around TX/NM border we get stopped at a Customs checkpoint. Very large Mexican American agent lets about 5 cars ahead of us go through & then motions us to stop next to his massive indian German Shepherd. Takes one look at the two scruffy rednecks, the low slung '66, CA plates & 421 badge. "Are you US citizens?". Kind of threw me off. "Yes sir". "What have you got in there?" as the dog has got his nose over my shoulder. I ask, "You mean what motor?". "Uh-huh." he glares. "421 tri-power sir". Bang. "You buy that car on E-Bay? Wow, blah blah blah, get out of here & have a safe trip."

Whew! give me 5. Woooo-oooo.

Gotta love your Pontiacs

[Colin]

I used towork part time at McDonalds(3pm to close). At the time I had a '78 TA that ran pretty good.AS I was leaving, one of the highschool boys that I worked with was hanging out the drivethrough window wanting me to smoke the tires. I was happy to do it too. Power braked it, wound tight through low gear then I jammed up into 2nd and let off the brake and went around the front of the store. To my dismay there was a town cop sitting around the other side of the store Almost $h!t myself.
The good thing was that I knew the cop. Only thing he said was "Lucky for you no one else is around or Id have to give you a ticket".
Same cop about 2 weeks later:
I put new headers ont the TA and the only mufflers I had on it was a pair of turbos about a foot off the collectors.......no tail pipes.Car was really loud. Went to the store for pack of smokes and a drink. While I was paying I saw the above cop pull up next door,at the time I couldnt tell who was actually in the cop car.I got nervous because of my car being so loud,so I started chit-chatting with the cashier hoping the cop would leave. No such luck, so I went out and sat in my car for another 10 minutes watching the cop, and hes watching me too. Then he waved me over and I realized who it was. Fired up my car, pulled up beside him, threw it in neutral and tached to 6000 a couple times then shut it down. Before he had the chance to say anything I asked him if he thought it was too loud He just shook his head and said "not for me but be carefull around the highway patrol guys".
Got a few more but its bed time.

[79TA455]

Guess I will add one too.

Myself, a friend and my brother had stopped at one of the corner stores back when I was just out of college. When we came out of the store, there were a few teenagers admiring my '80 Firebird Esprit and my buddies '79 Trans Am - which I currently own. When we were leaving, they asked us to put on a show. Well, I was first out so I dropped the hammer and fish tailed away from the store. Little did I know, as I started to fish tale from the store, a cop went by on the main road. The way I was headed, was residential and the length between stop signs were short. As I came to one intersection, I noticed a cop going up the hill (not the same one) so I made a turn and started to head back to where I came from. I noticed that there was a cop going in and out of the side streets and figured she was looking for me so decided to play a little game of cat and mouse. She ended up pulling me over on one of the side streets in front of an apartment complex. One of the first things she asked me is if I saw her and if I was trying to get away. I simply replied "No!" She gave me the usual story about reckless and how I should know better then to be a show off at my age etc etc. She ended up giving me an excessive noise ticket for squeeling my tires and then let me go. When I talked to my brother and my friend shortly after that, they said that she was going in and out of the streets quite frantically looking for me; she would see me, stop and back up and try to persue. Needless to say, my friend never wound his up after I got caught; good thing to because his 455 would have been a better show then my 400.

[pbajeff]

I had 79 T/A I had special ordered with the 400 4sp WS5 package.

Buddy of mine and I were out crusin the drag one night in an inebriated state. There were some girls that had been honking and waving and yelling at us whenever we would pass them. We just kept crusin and acting cool till I finally got a wild hair on one pass, or it may of just been that last beer just hitting bottom so that the other head started doing my thinking. Anyways, I grabbed first, ran the rpms up and dumped the clutch, cutting a perfect half donut right into the other lane going the other direction.

Perfect execution, right behind the girls, and right in front of a local cop.

He turned on the lights, so I pulled over and looked back to see Officer Brown, the cop with the worst rep in our town. I looked at my buddy and said "we are fixing to go to jail, but try to hide the beer". I jumped out and started walking back to him and said "how are you tonight mr. brown?"

Man he sure looked at me funny. He talked to me for a minute asking what that turn was all about. I told him about the girls and finally deciding it was time to give chase. He then asked me how much I had to drink that night. I remember thinking on that one for a couple minutes and then finally told him that I really didnt know, but it had to of been a bunch. He asked about my buddy in the car, and I told him that he was way to drunk to drive.

He then said that he was giong to go to the minit mart and get a cup of coffe and then he would be back out. He said that gives you 5 minutes to get that car home and not get back out tonight or you WILL go to jail. Yes Sir!!

I saw him again a few weeks later and he asked me about the car. He finally admitted he really liked hot cars, and he was impressed with the way that one jumped when I nailed it.

He also told me that the only reason I got off because of the way I answered him when he asked about how much I had to drink. I told him that I really appreciated that.

He just laughed and said "well, dont tell your fiends I let you off because it will ruin my reputation"!!
lol

[cat tracker]

In the late 1960's my partner Jim Tom and I were on patrol and working radar in the College area of town. A VW van, painted with flowers and peace symbols, came throught our radar at 50mph in a 30mph zone. We stopped him and JT asked the driver to have a seat in the back of our patrol car. He had long hair, long beard, long finernails, lot of beads and smelled of incense. As I recall his sandals were made of tire tread. JT showed him his clocked speed on the radar unit, and told him that he was going to allow 2mph off for calibration in the unit and write him a ticket for 48mph in a 30mph zone. JT politly asked him for his driver's license. The driver never said a word, and never made a move. he just stared at the radar unit, then at JT and the back at me. JT asked him again for his driver's license, and he never said a word. He just started at the radar unit, then at JT and back at me. JT asked him what was his problem?. The driver said "I can see how this radar unit clocked at at 50mph in a 30mph zone, but how does it know I don't have a driver's license? And they say "Smoking Dope" doesn't effect your brain. - Dwight

[Meridian]

About 7 years ago I am driving my 96 Firebird down the highway. Well this truck pulls right in front of me doing about 50. I put the pedal on the floor and go around him. It's 2 in the morning and no traffic so I keep the pedal on the floor. After about a minute I decide it's probably a good idea to slow down. I let off the gas and out of the corner of my eye I see a white car sitting on the side of the road. I look in my rear view mirror and see cop lights. My heart skipped a few beats and for a split second I think about running. My car was black and all I had to do was turn my lights off. Then I come to my senses and pull over. I sit in my car quietly awaiting my fate. The cop comes to my window and has me get out. I get out and he asks why I was going so fast. I look him right in the eye and tell him it's because I'm an idiot. He just said "ok". He asks me to get back in my car and he goes back to his for what seemed like forever. He comes back to my car and says although he is only going to give me a ticket I deserved to be going to jail. I just said I know. I got a ticket for doing 107. And as if that wasn't bad enough, the darn truck I flew around honks at me while I am signing my ticket. Jerk....

[79TA455]

<BLOCKQUOTE class="ip-ubbcode-quote"><font size="-1">quote:</font><HR>Originally posted by Meridian:
And as if that wasn't bad enough, the darn truck I flew around honks at me while I am signing my ticket. Jerk.... <HR></BLOCKQUOTE>

That's too funy. I thought about doing that to people who got pulled over after passing me but have yet to do it. Of course, they deserve to get pulled over when doing 150km/h in a 100km/h zone.

[The Who]

good old Ontario highways eh, don't know about you, but I think a 100km/h on the 401 is really slow, even more with these morons going at 100 on the left lane

[79TA455]

<BLOCKQUOTE class="ip-ubbcode-quote"><font size="-1">quote:</font><HR>Originally posted by TheWho:
good old Ontario highways eh, don't know about you, but I think a 100km/h on the 401 is really slow, even more with these morons going at 100 on the left lane <HR></BLOCKQUOTE>

I agree. They need to "update" the speed limits on some of the major highways.

[sdbob]

Coming home from Kent Ohio in 67 driving my dads 64 catalina. I deceided to clean it out(dad use to say that a car needs run) I was probably doing about 100 when a Cad passed me then I heard the siren oh shoot he caught me.I started to pull over the cop passed me and went after the Cad.One other time i was caught in Ohio inmy 63 GP 421 speeding. the JP wanted cash no checks.About 5yrs ago I pulled out on Rt 30 and launched the SD in first and 2nd and shut it down.There was a cop coming down an on ramp I didn't see.He pulled me over and checked the paperwork. Then he said what about a warning I said, good,Then the insult,'you know we have enough problems with teenagers let alone someone of your age'.