Whats ur worst experience?

[MordeKyle]

ok... after the events that unfolded the other night(http://www.8thcivic.com/forums/showthread.php?t=18443), i got to thinking about all the bad stuff that has happened to me... so, what is you worst experience ever?

ok... here is mine. several years ago during an explorer ride along with my police department we made a stop on a guy who was obviously drunk or whatever. We get him out of his car and talk to him and quickly realize he was speeding(crack, meth, you choose) he made his way back to his car w/o our permision(you NEVER do this). Police officers will do whatever it takes to keep you from getting back to you car. the officer and i wrestled with him maced him and put in a couple hits. but the meth, crack, PCP or whatver he was on made him super human and nothing seemed to bother him. he made his way to his car, reached under the seat and pulled out a small pistol. He opened fire on us. The officer shot and killed the guy.

about ten minutes or so later the officer asked me if i was ok, i said yeah why. he pointed to my shirt. on the left side of my body, right above my hip(stomach area) where my uniform shirt was blouced from the scuffle was a tear. the edges of the tear were blackened and i then realized that i almost got shot. I did have a kevlar vest on, but still, id rather not take a bullet.

ok, thats my worst experience ever, whats yours?

[dpetro64]

What happened to your signature? Did you ever get your bumper fixed?

[VTecVoodoo]

In my early 20s I was riding a Honda motorcyle I'd just bought from a friend. Downtown Seattle. It was late at night. No helmet, and no driver's license. I cop stopped me, and didn't like my questionable I.D. (from the State of Texas, just an I.D. card) besides driving without a valid license, I had some warrant out for some unremarkable previous misdemeanor, they looked it up, and had me get in the cop car. In handcuffs. Next thing I knew, they were taking me to the King County Jail.

I thought for sure they were just trying to scare some sense into me, and wouldn't process the arrest. They kept cracking jokes and pulling my chain. But they did. They put me in jail. It took about 13 hours to get out again. Worst night of my life.

So, I spent 13 hours sitting in a holding cell, on a concrete floor, with some of the skeeziest guys you'd ever want to see. Most were poor minorities, drug addicts in withdrawal, alcoholics, and a few violent crazy people. the only out-of-place middle-class looking dudes I saw (2 or 3 other guys) were in there for crazy reckless driving stunts, not unlike my own foolishness. It was a weekend, too. Crazy, overcrowded, tense.

I had to call my girlfriend and wake her up. She borrowed money from her mom to bail me out. So embarassing. If I'd waited another few hours, I would have been able to get out on my own recognisance and avoided posting bail.

It took forever to get processed. I was out onto the street again, the next day, feeling like an idiot.

Within a month, I'd appeared before a judge, cleared my record, and gotten a driver's license.

My mistake, I realized later, was not being honest with the cop, I should have just said. "I just bought this bike from a friend... no sir, I don't have a license.."

Ever since then, I always tell cops the truth, straight, if I get pulled over.

"have you been drinking"

"Yes sir, I have..."

I've been pulled over several times, and could have gotten in trouble for any number of things, but being respectful and talking straight has gotten much better results. Cops HATE it when you double talk, shift blame, or be evasive. They have the most power of any individual in the justice system, and can exercise it arbitrarily. All it takes is one night in the county tank to get a guy's attention.

[MordeKyle]

Originally Posted by VTecVoodoo

Cops HATE it when you double talk, shift blame, or be evasive. They have the most power of any individual in the justice system, and can exercise it arbitrarily. All it takes is one night in the county tank to get a guy's attention.

yes you are very right about this, glad everything turned out ok for you and im glad you learned a valuable lesson from your experience

[MordeKyle]

Originally Posted by dpetro64

What happened to your signature? Did you ever get your bumper fixed?

sig got erased.... waiting on insurence :-(

[Special Ringpop]

I find it easiest to be honest with police officers as well.

The problem is, the times I have been pulled over, the police officer ALWAYS tries to give me the run around to see if I've been drinking or anything of the sort, and it really angers me.

I almost got in trouble the last time I got pulled over because I took a corner too sharp, and I curbed (it wasn't in the Si). The cop had been following me for several miles, a little closer than he should have, so I'm sure my paranoia didn't help, but he pulled me over, and I knew he was going to, I curbed. I'd have pulled myself over too.

He asked if I'd been drinking and I told him no (I wasn't). His "partner" tried to sneak up on my other side, and shined the light all over my car's interior, and I said, "With all due respect, this is ridiculous...do you need two people to do your job? If you want to look in my car, tell me, and I'll be happy to let you do whatever you want. If you think I'm drunk (he was giving me the runaround trying to catch me in a lie) give me a breathalizer. It's midnight, I'm tired, I'm sure you're tired, so let's not make this harder than it needs to me."

With that, he asked me out of the car and gave me the speech about, "I'm in power, you're not", which prompted me to say, "you're treating me like crap because I'm a teenage male; you're no different than I am. You get up every morning and put your pants on the same way I do. You just have a badge. I have the highest respect for you, I'm not trying to be disrespectful, but give me the common courtesy of having some respect too, please.

He didn't give me a ticket, but he didn't like my "attitude".

[GalaxyGreySi]

My worst experience ever? The night a drunk driver slammed into the back of my old EG6 hatchback. I loved that car. It had a B16 swap, and the entire suspension/brakes/rear disc brake conversion from my old Del Sol VTEC on it, a car which I had also loved. Anyway, back to the story. It was christmas eve '05. I was stopped at a red light. There was an Impala stopped in front of my car with the little green "e" sticker on the back from Enterprise car rentals. My girlfriend at the time was in the passenger seat. I hear that tire squeeling noise coming up fast behind me, and I look in my rearview mirror just in time to think "oh.... I know what's going to happen now", and a dodge durango slams into me. My head slams into my hand (which is placed on the steering wheel) so hard that I have deep bite marks on my hand, because my teeth bit through my lip. My girlfriend snapped backwards so hard from hitting the impala that it twisted the passenger seat 45 degrees like a damn twizzler. The rear bumper is crushed all the way up to the back seat (no more hatchback area), and the radiator is pushed all the way into the engine, dumping coolant and power steering fluid all over the ground. I get up, and me and my girlfriend walk over to the bus stop bench, in a total daze. She had to kick open the passenger side door because the car was bent upward slightly; the roof had buckled. We sit down, and take the glass out of our shoes. I'm bleeding pretty bad from my mouth, and her neck hurts, so I call some friends to take us to the hospital. We let the cops handle everything, and call it a night in the ER. Oh yes. Fun times. Don't drive drunk. However, if it had never happened, I wouldn't have my FG2!