Jay,
Where do you live?
Later,
Tom "Slick" North
96 Dodge Dakota 5.2L RC
71 Chevelle Malibu 350
71 Porsche 914/2.0L
----- Original Message -----
From: "Jayson Woodruff" <woodrufj@yahoo.com>
To: <dakota-truck-moderator@bent.twistedbits.net>;
<SCNAX_Club@yahoogroups.com>
Sent: Monday, February 11, 2002 12:33 AM
Subject: DML: "The Man" is holding me down
> Damnit, I got profiled big time tonight. Read the whole thing.
>
> To set the mood. I got up at 5am today to do an AutoX race. Left all
> the equipment in my car and drove to work, then later drove to my
> fiancee's work, then finally came home at 9pm
>
> I got a ticket right by my house for doing 65 in a 60. And a warning
> for failure to yield. I don't doubt I was doing at least 65. I didn't
> look at my speedo, but I just got off the freeway and that whole
> periferial vision speed blur jazz was in full effect.
>
> The cop lights me up as I'm moving into a left hand turn lane. So I'm
> stopped at the RED light (for about ten seconds) and he hits his siren a
> honk, I don't know what else to do, so ten more seconds later he's on
> the loud speak telling me to pull sharply to the right (right turn from
> the left lane). I pull into a bus stop and a second cop pulls behind
> the first. I shut the car down, off the lights.
>
> First question. "Who's wheels are those". Mine Sir. "What vehicle are
> they for". This one sir. "Why do you have them now". I had a race in
> San Diego today. "In thins vehicle". Yes Sir. "Licence and
> registration".
>
> I hand it over. "Proof of insurance" (I thought they could only ask for
> this in a accident). I hand it over. He sees my expired driver's
> licence in my wallet that I keep for other ID purposes and nestoliga (it
> was my first licence). "Is that a fake ID" he askes. No Sir, I explain
> why I have it. "Your suppose to turn these back into the DMV". I did
> not know that sir. "I'll just take that for you".
>
> "You been drinking tonight". No Sir. "What's that". Shines his light
> on a pile of of stuff on the passengers floor board which includes a
> clear plastic cup. Just a pile of my stuff I threw in here. "Step out
> of the car".
>
> They put me on the hood of one of the cars, pat me down removing cell
> phone, keys and wallet. Then sit me on the curb (arm twisted behind
> back the whole time). "Anything illegal in the truck you'd like to tell
> me about". No sir. "Would you give me permission to search the
> vehicle". I'm awful tired, is there an alternative?. "We can impound
> the vehicle and detain you for suspsion of possesion of illegal goods".
> Go ahead and search the truck I say. Now this is a little embarassing.
> Lights flashing, my truck doors wide open with a cop going through it
> while I sit on the curb with a spotlight on my face in MY IMMEDIATE
> NEIGHBORHOOD.
>
> I ask to have my sweat shirt out of the truck (it's cold and I'm
> starting to shiver). "You can have it when he's done searching the
> vehicle" says cop #2. 15minutes later, cop is done. Says he'll site me
> for the speeding and warn for the failure to yield. Writes the ticket
> (has to look up both codes in his hand book, hmm... rookie?).
>
> Anyways, speeach about being safe, blah, blah, blah. Then he says "You
> should do something about those wheels, it's suspsious." Well sir, I
> haven't been home since I had to use them.
>
> Damn. 8years of driving so far, and no infractions or accidents. Now I
> have to go to traffic school.
>
> Well I think most will agree with me that 65 in a 60 rarely deserves a
> glance. But to drill and embarras me for 1hr, then still write the
> ticket seems just silly.
>
> oh well,
> Sh*t Happens.
>
> Jay W
> 505/287 Dakota.
>
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