Saw a cool police chase today!

[gregintenn]

My wife and I went to Pall Mall to see the Alvin C. York home today. We were leaving; about to pull out, but I heard sirens so I decided to sit still a minute to see where they were going. About this time, a guy in a maroon Ford Taurus went by going however fast a Taurus could possibly go, and being pursued by a dozen patrol cars. I sat there until I was satisfied all the officers were gone.

My wife said we probably shouldn't go that way. Being a guy, I naturally went that way, wanting to see how it ended. About four or five miles down the road, we saw all the patrol cars parked at a church. The speedy Taurus was lodged in a clump of trees off the hill on the other side of the road, and they were putting him in the back of a car as we drove by.

I told my wife I thought he'd either run out of gas or wreck pretty quickly. That's the first high speed chase I've seen in a while.

Here's a link to a report I found regarding this incident.

http://1057news.com/2020/10/08/14/49/29/vehicle-pursuit-in-cumberland-and-fentress-county-ends-with-arrest/

[hipower]

I've never been in a high speed pursuit...unless you count the time I was rolling along at about 20 on a dark dirt road, trying to get my pants up while not running into the ditch.

Didn't help that the young lady was a fast dresser either.

[eRay]

Ok, Let me tell you about a funny police chase. About 40 years ago I was running radar on a state highway. The speed limit was 40. An old Pontiac drove past me at 92. I chased it for about 5 miles but his car was faster than mine and when I got to 120 he was still pulling away from me. I was about to call off the chase when I saw his tail lights about a mile ahead pull off the side of the highway. When I got there he was out of his car and sitting on the trunk of the car. I pulled in and got out thinking that this looked like a set up keeping my hand on my revolver and looking all around. Why else would someone run from you for 5 miles then stop when he was clearly getting away? As I walked up to his car, he said to me " I'd have got away if I hadn't run out of gas, wouldn't I?". I replied yes you would have, Now get off the car and place your hands on top of it.

[Erik88]

Greg, you must have been right by my buddy then. He's related to York and lives within a mile or so of his grave site and said he saw the entire thing. I'd say that's the most exciting thing to happen in that area in the last decade. 

[gregintenn]

48 minutes ago, Erik88 said:

Greg, you must have been right by my buddy then. He's related to York and lives within a mile or so of his grave site and said he saw the entire thing. I'd say that's the most exciting thing to happen in that area in the last decade. 

Man, there is some beautiful country over that way. It sure is a long way from anywhere though.

[Defender]

Not a chase, but kinda funny story about speed limit enforcement.  Many years ago I was stationed at Thule Air Base in northern Greenland, an arctic tundra place above the arctic circle. Anyway, no traffic toi speak of there, but the snow packed roads were dangerous so speed limit enforcement was really important as folks would often drive dangerously.  Anyway, we only had one speed gun and it was often broken.  When it broke we'd have to ship it to the states to get repaired.  ANyway, all the Americans and Danes on base knew what the speed gun was and watched for us using it.  They knew we didn't have the newer car mounted devices.  Anyway, several times when the radar gun was down, I would set up at the popular speeding place and when i vehicle came by i thought was speedin g, I would hold my leather cased motorola portable radio out the window pointed at the vehicle.  They would usually immediately visibly slow down, and those that didnt i would pull over and give them a verbal warning, lol.

[Erik88]

1 hour ago, Defender said:

Not a chase, but kinda funny story about speed limit enforcement.  Many years ago I was stationed at Thule Air Base in northern Greenland, an arctic tundra place above the arctic circle. Anyway, no traffic toi speak of there, but the snow packed roads were dangerous so speed limit enforcement was really important as folks would often drive dangerously.  Anyway, we only had one speed gun and it was often broken.  When it broke we'd have to ship it to the states to get repaired.  ANyway, all the Americans and Danes on base knew what the speed gun was and watched for us using it.  They knew we didn't have the newer car mounted devices.  Anyway, several times when the radar gun was down, I would set up at the popular speeding place and when i vehicle came by i thought was speedin g, I would hold my leather cased motorola portable radio out the window pointed at the vehicle.  They would usually immediately visibly slow down, and those that didnt i would pull over and give them a verbal warning, lol.

Reminds me of this,

 

[gregintenn]

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Edited October 9, 2020 by gregintenn

[peejman]

When I was a teenager there was a common speed trap at the bottom of a big hill on a 30mph road. I rode my bicycle on the road a lot then and one day I passed by headed up the hill and saw the police car in the usual spot hiding behind a big subdivision entrance sign.  Hmmmm... 

So I chugged up the hill and paused for a breather. I turned around and was sprinting as hard as I could go when I hit the top of the hill, probably just over 30 mph. I tucked in as best I could and blasted down the hill, past the cop. As I went by, I heard the siren give one blip. I looked back and no police car.  Phooey.  

So I turned around again and rode back up to the police car. 

Excuse me sir, how fast was I going?

You're gonna get yourself hurt. 

Nah, there's bigger hills around and I'm wearing my helmet. So how fast was I going?

You know you have to obey the laws just like cars right?

Yes sir, so was I speeding?  I heard your siren so I thought maybe I got past 30.  That's why I came back. 

Yeah, right. Go home kid. 

Aww c'mon...  how fast...?

I'm gonna give you a ticket if you don't leave me alone. 

You gave my mom one a few weeks ago. Why won't you tell me?

Son... 

Fine. Party pooper. 

 

 

[E4 No More]

Having been in a high-speed car chase with felony suspects over city streets, Interstate, and back roads, it may look cool to the observer, but not so much for the participant. It's not much different than being shot at. Fight or flight kicks in but instead of lasting for seconds it lasts for many minutes making you very angry. Just ask Rodney King why that's a bad thing.

[gregintenn]

56 minutes ago, E4 No More said:

Having been in a high-speed car chase with felony suspects over city streets, Interstate, and back roads, it may look cool to the observer, but not so much for the participant. It's not much different than being shot at. Fight or flight kicks in but instead of lasting for seconds it lasts for many minutes making you very angry. Just ask Rodney King why that's a bad thing.

Oh, these boys looked as if they were really enjoying the ride.

[tacops]

So many years back, one summer night about 0300 I was patrolling a roadside park on the outskirts of town that was known for elicit activities.  My windows were down and I heard a car wound tight coming down the highway by the park headed towards town.  I grabbed my handheld radar and caught his speed as he approached at 118mph in a 45 zone.  The car went by and I pulled out to pursue yet waited to turn on blues or siren until I could get closer.  He kept up his pace and I had to call on all that Plymouth would give me.  As I got within about 200 yards of the speeder I hit my blues about the same time a large cloud of smoke came out of the speeding car.  The car coasted to a stop on the shoulder of the road and I pulled in behind.  As I approached the car I saw and smelled a large pool of oil flowing out from under the front of the vehicle.  He had obviously grenaded his engine on his old Oldsmobile.  I contacted the driver who was a polite elderly gent who was somewhat distraught.  When I asked why he was doing 118 in a 45 he stated that "I'm on my way to Hardee's to make the biscuits.  I overslept and if I don't get there nobody knows how to make the biscuits and there won't be no biscuits."  I asked if the biscuits were worth the cost of his engine.  He said, " I took this job to supplement my SSI and it looks like I failed on both counts".  I asked what he meant by both counts and he said he failed at the job and supplementing his income.  So, I did the only thing I could do, I gave him a ride to Hardees so he could make the biscuits, code 2.5 for effect.  I called a wrecker to take his car to a shop of a friend of mine who after hearing the story agreed to replace the engine with a used one without labor cost and he and I shared the cost of replacement.  That gentleman made the biscuits at Hardees for 6 more years before he passed unexpectedly.

[E4 No More]

58 minutes ago, tacops said:

So many years back, one summer night about 0300 I was patrolling a roadside park on the outskirts of town that was known for elicit activities.  My windows were down and I heard a car wound tight coming down the highway by the park headed towards town.  I grabbed my handheld radar and caught his speed as he approached at 118mph in a 45 zone.  The car went by and I pulled out to pursue yet waited to turn on blues or siren until I could get closer.  He kept up his pace and I had to call on all that Plymouth would give me.  As I got within about 200 yards of the speeder I hit my blues about the same time a large cloud of smoke came out of the speeding car.  The car coasted to a stop on the shoulder of the road and I pulled in behind.  As I approached the car I saw and smelled a large pool of oil flowing out from under the front of the vehicle.  He had obviously grenaded his engine on his old Oldsmobile.  I contacted the driver who was a polite elderly gent who was somewhat distraught.  When I asked why he was doing 118 in a 45 he stated that "I'm on my way to Hardee's to make the biscuits.  I overslept and if I don't get there nobody knows how to make the biscuits and there won't be no biscuits."  I asked if the biscuits were worth the cost of his engine.  He said, " I took this job to supplement my SSI and it looks like I failed on both counts".  I asked what he meant by both counts and he said he failed at the job and supplementing his income.  So, I did the only thing I could do, I gave him a ride to Hardees so he could make the biscuits, code 2.5 for effect.  I called a wrecker to take his car to a shop of a friend of mine who after hearing the story agreed to replace the engine with a used one without labor cost and he and I shared the cost of replacement.  That gentleman made the biscuits at Hardees for 6 more years before he passed unexpectedly.

That was a very nice thing for both you and your buddy to do.

[tacops]

1 hour ago, E4 No More said:

That was a very nice thing for both you and your buddy to do.

Thanks, but we figured it was the least we could do considering how hard the old guy was trying to make ends meet and how committed he was to his "responsibilities".  I still admire how concerned he was about the possibility of not meeting his responsibility to others rather than his personal loss.  The lesson he taught us was far more valuable than the cost of a used engine.

[Johnny Rotten]

 

[gregintenn]

26 minutes ago, Johnny Rotten said:

 

Man, I loved Jackie Gleason!

[Garufa]

14 minutes ago, gregintenn said:

Man, I loved Jackie Gleason!

 

[Defender]

Onc, when i was a little boy of around 4-5, i was on the other end of a fast speed police pursuit.  I was at a bar with my alcoholic dad and uncle.  They were inaside drinking and i was in the backseat of the car with my puppy. As we left the bar, my dad and uncle stopped and did some meanness, and i saw my dad whip some guys butt really bad.  As we left there, a little while later the police started chasing us.  This was in Soddy-Daisy Tennessee.  IIRC< it was the old Hamilton County Sheriff's Office chasing us.  I remember sliding from door to door in the back seat, thrilled to pieces. holding tight to my puppy as we crashed thru a sawhorse set up across a road.  We pulled way ahead of the chasers and slid sideways into my grannys dirt driveway in the country. They bailed and ran for the woods.  A few minutes later the cops got there and gave chase on foot but didnt catch them that time.  I know this isnty a good story, but at the time, I was young and thought it was just grand! I was excited!  lol.

[Johnny Rotten]

There is no way you came from my loins, when I get home I’m gonna punch your mama in the mouth. 

[Jeb48]

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[hipower]

6 hours ago, Defender said:

Onc, when i was a little boy of around 4-5, i was on the other end of a fast speed police pursuit.  I was at a bar with my alcoholic dad and uncle.  They were inaside drinking and i was in the backseat of the car with my puppy. As we left the bar, my dad and uncle stopped and did some meanness, and i saw my dad whip some guys butt really bad.  As we left there, a little while later the police started chasing us.  This was in Soddy-Daisy Tennessee.  IIRC< it was the old Hamilton County Sheriff's Office chasing us.  I remember sliding from door to door in the back seat, thrilled to pieces. holding tight to my puppy as we crashed thru a sawhorse set up across a road.  We pulled way ahead of the chasers and slid sideways into my grannys dirt driveway in the country. They bailed and ran for the woods.  A few minutes later the cops got there and gave chase on foot but didnt catch them that time.  I know this isnty a good story, but at the time, I was young and thought it was just grand! I was excited!  lol.

As good as my pants-on-the-ankles 20mph speed chase! Maybe better!