Anyone have any GOOD cop stories??

[slofox]

Years ago I taught various cops' kids at school. With one exception, they were all pretty good bastards....the one exception was good to some of the kids he was supposed to bust but could be mean as a snake when he got pissed...which was quite often actually.....
In my recent reincarnation as a biker, I have had two contacts only. First was a dude who stopped when I was stopped on the side of the road chatting with a friend. He checked licence and reg and warrant...then told me all about his SV1000...
Second was when I stopped to ask the LEO's with a laser gun in town if they would check my speedo accuracy with it. "Sure, just pop back up the road and head at us at 50 on the speedo and we will check it for you.." (It read 47 with the speedo at 49-50).
The only gripe I have at present is that whenever I wave at them in their cars when I am on the bike (it's a little foible I always do - dunno why) they DON'T WAVE BACK!!!!!!! Not even if I give them the "special KB wave" (whatever THAT is...)

[Macontour]

I have had more than my share of tickets in the past and I have to say that all were deserved. Worst incident was last year when I was doing 95ks by speedo in my tour coach after just passing an old truck and trailer that was struggling to do 70 on the Hauraki Plains! That was flat out for my coach and I had been stuck behind the truck for about 30 ks.

Cop does a U turn, comes to my door and orders me off the coach with Licence and Log Book.

"I just clocked you at 100 so thats why I am writing you a ticket". No asking for a reason or anything. I explained about the truck but he wasn't interested and as he wrote the ticket out it went past!!

My gripe is that he achieved absolutely nothing for road safety by ticketing me. Long straight road, sunny day, coach in good nick and 5-10 ks over the limit while the truck holding up a line of vehicles and causing to pass in suspect places just carries on.

Good one was New Years Day a few years ago. Coach load of tourists trundling North into Ngaruawahia. I missed the 50k sign on the outskirts and was doing 65. Cop going the other way put red and blues on briefly, held up 5 fingers to signify "50" and kept going.

By the way I probably know about 20 Police or ex Policepersons for some reason and they are all pretty decent sorts.

[Blackshear]

He looks at my friend and says hold on Ive got something to better determine your speed. Pulls out this little piece of cardboard that has 3 different sized holes in it (attached) holds it up to his jacket "yep you were going pretty fast" He then shows us what's written on the other side of the cardboard, it reads: "Bug Splat-O-Meter" and under each hole it has a corresponding speed.

So how does this thing work?

[thehollowmen]

I got a couple:

One, I saw the cop car ahead of me slam on his brakes and I didn't think I'd stop in time so I went into the passing lane and passed at about 80 in a 100 zone. He then turned on his lights and pulled me over and the convo went like this:

"You know that if a school bus is stopped for picking up kids you the limit is 20km/h?"

"Yes sir, I've been telling my friends and workmates because it means that you'll be walking for 28 days if you pass it 50 over the limit" I already had my helmet off, and my license out. I didn't think I was going to get it back.

"It was on the right side of the road back there, but I guess I braked a bit hard and you only saw my tail lights. You ride safe."

So that's a cop in Oamaru that is a nice one.

Then, a couple of years later I was on a big sweeper somewhere outside of Wanganui and I kept the throttle on. It was bigger than I expected and the needle kept climbing. 140km/h and a cop car went the other way. Oh god I thought, this ruins my holiday. He flashed his lights at me. Just after the corner was a straight and I saw some guys trying to pull start
a car with clothsline wire, so I stopped, pulled off the seat and gave them my tow line I have, and waited for my punishment to arrive.

A cop pulled up beside us, turned his lights on, got out and asked what was going on. The cop walked up to my bike and gave it a look over. The guys said that I'd stopped and given them some rope and were trying to start the broken down car.

The cop looked at me with a grin on his face and said "you ain't seen a guy on a red bike flying past here have you? If you do, tell him to slow down, I clocked him doing 138 and he'll have his license suspended if he keeps that up."

Two small errors of judgment on my part, two police officers happy to let it slide.

On the odd occasion I have a glass of alcohol, I'll whisper a little toast to their health. We need more nice guys like that.