Lucky Escapes...
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Please post your lucky escapes where, by some miracle you got "away" with it.
I was doing 55mph in a 30mph zone (11 years ago now though!) and had my Mum and little brother in the car. I was taking him to a party. Mr Plod stepped out from behind the hedge, laser gun in hand, and waved me over. Out I got and stated answering his questions, my Mum then stuck her head out of the window and said:
"Is this going to take long?"
To which he replied "not too long madam"
My Mum said "Look I'll leave him here, drop my other son off and come back for him"
PC said "just another minute", now getting flustered.
I signed the bit of paper, he gave it to me and off I went.
I took it into the police station the next day where one bobby found it amusing and showed it to his colleague, another PC came and it was shown to him too and he laughed. When I asked what was soooo very funny they said that the "arresting officer" hadn't signed the form and I had signed where he was supposed to. Effectively this meant that I had nicked myself for speeding!
It was sent off to the Fixed Penalty people and I was let off. 
Many years ago I was driving in the US with my little sister in the car. We had been hacking along some wide roads with a pick-up on the inside and a bit of the boy-racer stuff was going down. We got to some lights and prepared to speed away on amber. I did and absolutely nailed him. Then I realised why - a police patrol car was coming the other way and I was not trained in spotting the "black and white" instead of our great UK yellows and blues. The police car hit his lights, his sirens and spun round in the road and as I thought the that hotel was only second left and the first right I would out run him. Don't ask why as I have no idea what came over me.
So I blasted round the second left and then a hard right into the hotel car park and turned the lights off, steered behind a Mobilehome, Winabago (sp?) thing and used the handbrake to stop the car (so that the brake lights wouldn't glow). Mr US Policeman shot past the hotel and we could hear him "Neenaa"-ing into the distance. He came back around the block, we were in the Hotel by now, with his lights still on and no noise and off he went. Needless to say I was sh!tting it on the return of the hire vehicle, but nothing was said ever again. Phew!
Paul - In my youth I thought (as most of us do / did) of myself as the best and safest driver in the world ever. I know realise I am not and got lucky a few times, but have since passed my IAM test and I am much more sensible.
Anyway it was the Cannonball Run that did it for me 
Edited by GingaNinga on Monday 19th March 15:05
Edited by GingaNinga on Monday 19th March 15:05 lol @ GasBlaster
His bloke we were at school with, rather a chubby German lad, decided to do a but of racing around Abingdon's one way streets against this Escort with a couple of lads in it. He was in a Merc Evo II (his dads) and naturally dicked it all over, eventually he ended up slowing down and doing it again, when a couple of squad cars came up blues 'n' twos flashing. The Escort had a couple of coppers in it (this was during the rodding days of Cowley in Oxford) and they were livid (partly because they couldn't keep up I am sure!). He got his license out which was a diplomatic driving license and they couldn't do anything, even less happy policemen. Naturally sent he on his way. Lucky bugger.
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