While I was visiting NYC and NJ, I had the pleasure of meeting a fellow prime member's wife, and we had discussed beginning this thread. But for some reason, she disappeared ? With the sudden increase of conversations re: cops and such.....I was reminded.
*I wasn't sure if I should have just entered this under the worst cop stories thread, but it just didn't seem to fit because I'm foreseeing some of the responses to this question to be at the very least, quite comical ...... :tongue:
Soooooo The Question is.....
WHAT IS THE BEST WAY YOU GOT OUT OF A TICKET (or at least tried) ?
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I could come up with several but the best ever was about 3 or 4 months ago. I was running late to meet a buddy (fellow cop nsx'r) eeks... so I was on the Turnpike not going too fast, but about 93, he said. I apologized greatly and explained to him that (it had been raining on/off ) I didn't know what to do because my windshield wipers were broken, and the only way I could see was to go fast enough so that the rain would just slide quickly over the front glass. He so knew I was full of it, smiled, and said, "you know, I would give you the ticket, but I must say this is the first time I've heard this one. Slow it down, girl." We both were kind of laughing at how ignorant the defense was. But, hey, it worked! :biggrin:
Disclaimer: In no way is this post or its author affiliated with the promotion of unlawful speed limits. :tongue:
*I wasn't sure if I should have just entered this under the worst cop stories thread, but it just didn't seem to fit because I'm foreseeing some of the responses to this question to be at the very least, quite comical ...... :tongue:
Soooooo The Question is.....
WHAT IS THE BEST WAY YOU GOT OUT OF A TICKET (or at least tried) ?
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I could come up with several but the best ever was about 3 or 4 months ago. I was running late to meet a buddy (fellow cop nsx'r) eeks... so I was on the Turnpike not going too fast, but about 93, he said. I apologized greatly and explained to him that (it had been raining on/off ) I didn't know what to do because my windshield wipers were broken, and the only way I could see was to go fast enough so that the rain would just slide quickly over the front glass. He so knew I was full of it, smiled, and said, "you know, I would give you the ticket, but I must say this is the first time I've heard this one. Slow it down, girl." We both were kind of laughing at how ignorant the defense was. But, hey, it worked! :biggrin:
Disclaimer: In no way is this post or its author affiliated with the promotion of unlawful speed limits. :tongue: