Have you outrun the cops?

[ws23jrt]

They didn't catch the Hellcat on the interstate wherever that was. He even outran the helicopter to. I will admit it doesn't happen often, but it does happen.

Yes, they did-when you run out of gas the chase is over.

 

[Bladecutter]

Yeah. A handful.

 

[aldal]

Twice....many years ago, thank "Detroit" for fast cars

 

[mopar 3 B]

Why would anyone admit it on here?

 

[DeltaV]

So many delinquents here. I would have never guessed.

 

[Scott Engelhardt]

Dirt bike a few times, once on a snowmobile that one earned me 22 stitches in me face barb wire fence ripped helmet off my head. I was very lucky.
The X and I was headed to a wedding in my Mustang GT. I hadn't driven this car for 18 months I had lost my license and the insurance would have killed my so I put in storage. Well we met a state trooper and I laughed and told wife ha ha 55
Trooper spun around and pulled me over. Cocky young guy I asked what I did wrong and he asked me to come back to his car. Radar was off. He kept asking me where I was the previous Saturday and was I driving that Mustang, I told him over and over car has been stored first time out in 18 months why did you pull me over, he kept saying that I was speeding. I said give me my ticket and let me fight in court I have to be in a wedding. Come to find out someone had out run him in a grey GT Mustang. I found out who did it but he never did.
A buddy tried to do it in a V8 Vega but ran out of gas both times!!!

 

[Hey-O]

Two times, 1973, once doing a 135 and went by cop standing by his car on the side of the highway with a radar gun. I never let up, he ran a few feet and realized I wasn't going to stop, color me gone!! Second time, doing a burn out going up a hill, smoke everywhere, cop came over hill, ran into so much smoke it took him a little time to see to turn around, by then, I made the first left, the next left, and left into a driveway with a carport. Key off and laid down on the seat. He came by with the sirens blasting, I could hear them in the distance, so I backed out and when the other way to my house and called it a day, LUCKY. Been busted to my times to talk about.....

 

[moparedtn]

Why would anyone admit it on here?

Short answer to the question for me: When younger, I did many things, some of which I'm not proud or boastful of.
Anyone who street raced has stories from back then.
(In other words - "yes" - a lot).

Instead of telling one of many tales on that subject, I'll toss in sort of a different one:
When I first moved to this area in the early 90's from the DC region, I had a lot of stuff going on that weren't very healthy.
Among those were a failing marriage and a health situation that had managed to flatline me a time or two already.
Needless to say, I was seriously spent....and was pretty much told to go somewhere outside of all the stress and heal
or die.
Hello, Tennessee....
I hung out at my dad's house for a period of time, but I had a lot of left over energy pent up from my former situation.
I also had brought down with me my '89 5.0 Mustang, which I had bought new a few years prior with the intention of
both daily driving it and racing it in SCCA road racing - specifically, in the SSGT class (the fastest showroom stock class).
I did so the first couple years, home track was Summit Point, WV. The other cars in my class were IROC's, Corvettes,
etc.
I'd get off work Friday, load up my set of shaved Goodyear Gatorbacks and head out for the couple hour drive to the track.
I won my class two years running and never had anything tear up, never even incurred body damage - just rubbed
the black off the rub strips on the front of the car.

Well, suddenly here I am in the middle of the country - with a lot of free time - and my ol' 5.0 sitting outside - and bored
and pissed off at my general situation.
Lots of curvy, abandoned roads out here.... so every evening, late at night, off I'd go. To be honest, I went at it a little
too hard a little too often, taking chances I knew I shouldn't, but I figured heck, it's only me I'd kill if I lost it, so...

Sure enough, eventually I encounter a county cop one evening going the other way.
I must have scared the hell out of him, too, because he got all Roscoe P Coltrane on me real quick-like and gave full chase.
"Well, let's just see what these local boys are made of" I stupidly thought.
Proceeded to give him a tour of that part of the county, along with the backup unit that eventually intercepted us.
Got tired of it and eventually left them out there and went home.
Next morning, I'm over at the local restaurant in town for breakfast and in comes what I soon found out was
the officer who had initiated the chase the night before; he was just getting off his shift.
He talks to the locals at the "liars' table" up front (including my dad), then glances over at me like he knows me.
Oh ****...
Comes over and sits down right in front of me with his cup of coffee and everyone in that restaurant is watching...
Come to find out, he's a long-time cop, grew up there, everyone knows him and wants to see just how hard he's
gonna come down on me.
Great, I DO have ol' Roscoe on my *** now. For real.

He doesn't say a thing at first, lets me nervously finish my breakfast (and sweat. A lot.)
Finally, he leans over and real quietly says "I know it was you. Now we ALL know it was you."
I was like *gulp*
I expected the worst...
Instead, he then asks "you gonna be doing that a lot?"
I indicated something to the effect of "depends on what you're about to tell me I'm gonna do, I reckon sir."
He laughs and then says "the way I figure it, you've had training...and it gets real boring out there in
the middle of the night...and we could use some practice, so whaddaya say?..."

I was totally flummoxed. Never saw that coming in a million years, coming from a part of the country where
the cops practically camped out across from my place up north.
I looked at him for a moment and decided he was dead serious, so I said simply "ok".

"Practice" went on for several months, a couple/three nights a week and continued until someone with enough
clout complained to someone over his head and we had to call a halt to the proceedings.
It was probably for the best, because no doubt sooner or later something bad was bound to happen, given my
rather self-destructive mindset in those days - but I never got written up, never paid for my breakfast the next
morning and always had a cop guest for breakfast.
True story and it could NEVER happen today...
Thank God.

 

[garrett1308]

I accidentally did early this year. Empty flat highway, opened the hellcat up to 150-180 for 5 minutes. Slowed back down, then a little while down the road, 1 cop in a ditch pulls out and gets behind me. He pulls me over, 3 others soon come flying up behind him. They’d apparently been chasing me the whole 5 minutes. They told me to cool it, and I drove home with a ticket for 91 in a 75.

 

[YY1]

It's actually easier on foot (on on a bicycle) if they are in a car.

Episode 1-

High school age, my friend driving a 69 gran prix with a 65 421.
Juts as we get up to 120 West bound on the freeway, we see a cop going the other way.
As soon as he passes, the lights come on.
My friend eases over a lane.
I ask- "Aren't we busted?"
friend- "We just passed him ad 175 MPH, it's gonna take a while for him to find a turn around and then get back up to speed".
Friend eases over another lane and slows to about 80, then leisurely takes the next exit, and then takes back roads home.

 

[YY1]

Episode 2-

About age 22, driving a borrowed 89 turbo Daytona (but automatic- yuck), going downhill not watching speed about 65 in a 45 zone. Cop comes around corner at the bottom of the hill and lights up. I'm about 1/4 mile up the hill still, and there's a neighborhood to the left, so I turn in. Spent the next agonizing 20 minutes creeping through the neighborhood looking carefully all directions before exposing too much of the car, going through each intersection, and trying to plan a random path down the hill. Never saw the cop again.

 

[YY1]

...and as they say on TV-

You can't outrun the radio.

 

[BeepBeepRR]

...and as they say on TV-

You can't outrun the radio.

Choppers with IR cameras are pretty difficult to evade too.. lol

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[chargervert]

I out ran them twice in the early 80s. The first time, I just flat out outran them. I was already going about 130mph when I passed them.there was a 5.0 Mustang and a Z28 behind me,that I had put away with my 70 440 Charger R / T. I think he may have caught one of them. The second time I was in my 68 Charger, and I had enough of a lead on them that I killed the lights and hid in a driveway. This wasn't the case the other two times I tried it,once a State cop caught me hiding under a carprot,he just wrote me up for spinning my tires. The next time I tried it, I went down a dead end street, and they threw the book at me. That was the last time trying that. A lesson learned. These days the penalty for eluding is much harsher than it was back then.

 

[Slap Stick]

It's actually easier on foot (on on a bicycle) if they are in a car.

Episode 1-

High school age, my friend driving a 69 gran prix with a 65 421.
Juts as we get up to 120 West bound on the freeway, we see a cop going the other way.
As soon as he passes, the lights come on.
My friend eases over a lane.
I ask- "Aren't we busted?"
friend- "We just passed him ad 175 MPH, it's gonna take a while for him to find a turn around and then get back up to speed".
Friend eases over another lane and slows to about 80, then leisurely takes the next exit, and then takes back roads home.

175 mph?
I'm from Missouri. You'll have to show me.

 

[Cranky]

Never ever in my whole life!!

 

[polywideblock]

40 years ago , "over here" if they could not catch you they could not charge you . so running was an option, which a lot of people used

 

[Jerry Hall]

Never ever in my whole life!!

I like your little green smiley.
Anyone that grew up when these cars were new or slightly used, that says they haven't run or tried to run from the police never enjoyed or knew what these cars were built for. When you are young you know no fear, will try most anything, and if you owned something that would run, you tried it.

 

[451Mopar]

Not that I know of.
When I was younger almost got evading added to the ticket for not pulling over soon.

 

[Cranky]

I like your little green smiley.
Anyone that grew up when these cars were new or slightly used, that says they haven't run or tried to run from the police never enjoyed or knew what these cars were built for. When you are young you know fear, will try most anything, and if you owned something that would run, you tried it.

Oh yeah....pushed mine to the max even when the poly teen was still in it. Used to go over to the jr college on a wet weekend and practice slides and 360's in the parking lot. Can't do that nowadays! Still live in the same area. In fact, closer to that same college. All the 2 lane blacktops are now 6 lanes with a center turn lane. This area used to be out in the country with a major city not too far away but not anymore. The major city crept way too close but there's still one road where you can open it up on but you better take a slow drive to check things out first plus you have to be careful of the deer and other animals if you want to make a blast at night. The road is 55 so at least you can nail it up to 60 without having to worry too much. Street racing used to be big around here but that's gone too.