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Then spent the afternoon shouting at the TV watching LM 24!! 
Had to lie down after that 
abh said:
Popped down to Chartres on Friday before the main event. A top event organised by AMOC.
always a great dayThe F40, Singer 911, late 60s ex le mans 911 and CGT in the background of your shot (in front of the hotel) were all part of our group, as were the v12 roadster (mine) and silver DB7 vantage coupe which were the nearside of the photo and just out of shot. Made for an epic convoy run to & from where we were staying to La Chartre. We had a silver GT4 and a red 488 with us too which you might have seen
jonby said:
abh said:
Popped down to Chartres on Friday before the main event. A top event organised by AMOC.
always a great dayThe F40, Singer 911, late 60s ex le mans 911 and CGT in the background of your shot (in front of the hotel) were all part of our group, as were the v12 roadster (mine) and silver DB7 vantage coupe which were the nearside of the photo and just out of shot. Made for an epic convoy run to & from where we were staying to La Chartre. We had a silver GT4 and a red 488 with us too which you might have seen
I'd been driving VERY carefully on the way back, got onto a new road, not on the sat nav (note to self, update maps for next year) so driving well within the limit trying to figure where next. Got to roundabout to join original route and was pulled over by a Gendarme just as I pulled onto the roundabout . I think nothing of it. A regular check, I'd not done anything wrong after all. But no, I wind down the window and he tells me I was speeding and asks what speed I was doing. I say 70-80 because I was unfamiliar with the road. He laughs and writes down a number - and it says 117. I say not possible. Then my amazing wife turns to him and says in fluent French, he better produce some evidence then. He points to his badge and says this is all the evidence you need. After which I'm a bit of a passenger as he tells her I was speeding and she tells him he's not a nice man and why is he being so horrible. I sit back a bit more thinking this could go one of two ways as raised voices continue. Mr policeman then backs up a little (all this time with hands on hip right hand fingers next to his gun) and then asks for documents and license. All prepared, all ready just in case, I hand over politely. He storms off, writes down some details and returns to the car eyeing us up. After a few seconds he hands back the docs, says the limit is 90 and 'be on your way'.
Rest of the trip is spent watching the speedo like a hawk. My better half incandescent and dealing with a major adrenaline rush.
The last few laps of the race were definitely more exciting but those few minutes wondering how Mr policeman was going to jump were also pretty tense!!
Next year, as well as making sure Mrs B-H is on board to battle the rozzers, I'm going to have a dash cam fitted as well. Then we will have some evidence too!!
abh said:
Our trip back to camp was quite special too :-)
I'd been driving VERY carefully on the way back, got onto a new road, not on the sat nav (note to self, update maps for next year) so driving well within the limit trying to figure where next. Got to roundabout to join original route and was pulled over by a Gendarme just as I pulled onto the roundabout . I think nothing of it. A regular check, I'd not done anything wrong after all. But no, I wind down the window and he tells me I was speeding and asks what speed I was doing. I say 70-80 because I was unfamiliar with the road. He laughs and writes down a number - and it says 117. I say not possible. Then my amazing wife turns to him and says in fluent French, he better produce some evidence then. He points to his badge and says this is all the evidence you need. After which I'm a bit of a passenger as he tells her I was speeding and she tells him he's not a nice man and why is he being so horrible. I sit back a bit more thinking this could go one of two ways as raised voices continue. Mr policeman then backs up a little (all this time with hands on hip right hand fingers next to his gun) and then asks for documents and license. All prepared, all ready just in case, I hand over politely. He storms off, writes down some details and returns to the car eyeing us up. After a few seconds he hands back the docs, says the limit is 90 and 'be on your way'.
Rest of the trip is spent watching the speedo like a hawk. My better half incandescent and dealing with a major adrenaline rush.
The last few laps of the race were definitely more exciting but those few minutes wondering how Mr policeman was going to jump were also pretty tense!!
Next year, as well as making sure Mrs B-H is on board to battle the rozzers, I'm going to have a dash cam fitted as well. Then we will have some evidence too!!
It's a nightmare to drive in France now, we have to use as many speed cam advisor like Waze or Coyote just to keep our licence.I got caught in the UK doing around 110mph and the very polite officer just let us go with some advice about speed.I'd been driving VERY carefully on the way back, got onto a new road, not on the sat nav (note to self, update maps for next year) so driving well within the limit trying to figure where next. Got to roundabout to join original route and was pulled over by a Gendarme just as I pulled onto the roundabout . I think nothing of it. A regular check, I'd not done anything wrong after all. But no, I wind down the window and he tells me I was speeding and asks what speed I was doing. I say 70-80 because I was unfamiliar with the road. He laughs and writes down a number - and it says 117. I say not possible. Then my amazing wife turns to him and says in fluent French, he better produce some evidence then. He points to his badge and says this is all the evidence you need. After which I'm a bit of a passenger as he tells her I was speeding and she tells him he's not a nice man and why is he being so horrible. I sit back a bit more thinking this could go one of two ways as raised voices continue. Mr policeman then backs up a little (all this time with hands on hip right hand fingers next to his gun) and then asks for documents and license. All prepared, all ready just in case, I hand over politely. He storms off, writes down some details and returns to the car eyeing us up. After a few seconds he hands back the docs, says the limit is 90 and 'be on your way'.
Rest of the trip is spent watching the speedo like a hawk. My better half incandescent and dealing with a major adrenaline rush.
The last few laps of the race were definitely more exciting but those few minutes wondering how Mr policeman was going to jump were also pretty tense!!
Next year, as well as making sure Mrs B-H is on board to battle the rozzers, I'm going to have a dash cam fitted as well. Then we will have some evidence too!!
In the very next future the in car mobile speed cam that used tp be operated by the Gendarmerie with an average day use of 1.5 hours are going to be operated privatly 8 hours a day.
SS972 said:
It's a nightmare to drive in France now, we have to use as many speed cam advisor like Waze or Coyote just to keep our licence.I got caught in the UK doing around 110mph and the very polite officer just let us go with some advice about speed.
In the very next future the in car mobile speed cam that used tp be operated by the Gendarmerie with an average day use of 1.5 hours are going to be operated privatly 8 hours a day.
Hi Seb,In the very next future the in car mobile speed cam that used tp be operated by the Gendarmerie with an average day use of 1.5 hours are going to be operated privatly 8 hours a day.
Trust you are well?
We have just done around 600 miles hooning in Brittany and only saw the Gendarmerie twice. Thankfully
Nick
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