15 thoughts on “Idiot people, I swear, well, I swear anyway…”
In Texas you have to be 20 mph below the posted limit or over one lane when passing a cop that has someone pulled over and I know people who have been ticketed for not complying. I do usually hit the “save” button on my dashcam.
Happened to my wife about a year ago.
What if it’s a two lane with oncoming traffic?
Just re-read your “or over one lane”…..you’re right, slow down…..
Pavlovian…
Idotarian.
FIFY
Or you are on the turnpike and the Kansas Highway Patrol is doing 55 because he is just cruising and ALL the out-of-staters in BOTH lanes REFUSE to pass him. I finally got the idiot in the left lane to move to the right lane. I got even with the KHP officer and shrugged WTH; he shrugged back, and I sped up to the speed limit and left the parade.
Note: I have watched with some amusement that when Oklahoma or Texas tags hit the Kansas State line, they quickly become law-abiding citizens and can do the speed limit plus 5.
I had a fun one in my ’67 Corvette (427 L88 engine!) when I was traveling to my Duty Station from Spokane to Minot.
Traveling through Montana on I-90/I-94 back in the days when the speed limit was “Reasonable and Prudent” during daylight hours (this was back in ’74) I was cruising about 75 when I noticed somebody coming up behind me in the high-speed (left) lane. 10’s of seconds later a Montana State Patrol cruiser went by me at at least 90+, and all of a sudden he decelerated and paced me for a few seconds. He was a 440 Magnum, I was a 427 Corvette. We looked at each other, and he gave the hand gesture to “GO” and I didn’t even think – I pulled it into second (briefly), then third, then 4th. Since the (manual) transmission was a wide-ratio 4-speed, I didn’t overtake him until about 120+. Held it there for 10 seconds as I slowly pulled away, then coasted. Didn’t hit the brakes. He pulled up to me about 20 seconds later, gave me a thumbs-up, and proceeded to continue his cruise at 90+…
I’m thinking he was bored and wanted to see what his cruiser would do against a hot-rod 427-engined Corvette, and I obliged! It was actually quite fun, but I dropped my cruise back to 75 because I swear I went through a quarter-tank of gas.
This was past Billings when Interstate 94 was nice and straight and flat. Visibility Unlimited. Nice day to fly!
Rented a V10 Triton to take the family on vacation near Yellowstone. Going with flow of traffic, which was 95 mph. Everyone was ignoring the speed limit signs the feds insisted had to be put up. Dunno what it’s like now.
Came up to a long line of traffic in the right lane on I-80. There was a trooper in the lead – probably driving slower to check for expired tags. I pulled into the left lane and started slowly passing everyone. One guy looked at me and started frantically pointing ahead and I’m thinking “don’t care, I’m doing the speed limit”.
You know what causes miles long traffic jams on the Long Island Expressway (?)? A cop sitting on the side of the road eating his lunch.
In the 80s, any time I was on the freeway I was doing north of 90mph. One time I was doing about 100 on the 110 freeway and there was a cop with someone pulled over. I conscientiously said to myself, “a bird in the hand is worth two in the bush,” and I ignored him.
As I got closer, he pointed at me with his finger (which I took as a bad sign), and started jogging for his bike. He’s stationary, I’m still around 100. In the rear view I see him kick start his bike and flip the lights on. At some point before he gets up to speed, the entire free bends to the right and we break line of sight. There are two RVs in the right hand lane. I down shift, hit the breaks, pull in between the, and hug the right hand side.
The cop goes sailing by, north of 100. 8 find the next exit, get lost in a parking lot, and wait for the adrenaline to leave my body.
Couple years ago my brother and I were on the way home from camp in a neighboring state. We’re on the interstate passing through a reduced speed area (55mph) that goes through a major city and a road construction area . Brother is driving. We come upon a pack of traffic, all doing 50. We’re in the passing lane doing about 55. I spot a state cop tucked into the traffic in the travel lane ahead. I point out the cop, brother says “I see him”. I tell brother the cop is going to nail us. Brother says no he’s not. Just as we pass the cop, he winds up the lights and siren. We pull over, further impeding traffic.
After the usual rigamarole, cop lets us go with a verbal saying “you’re over 65 with a clean record, watch your speed in the future, drive safely.”
And it’s a green light to lead foot as he is now behind you
In Texas you have to be 20 mph below the posted limit or over one lane when passing a cop that has someone pulled over and I know people who have been ticketed for not complying. I do usually hit the “save” button on my dashcam.
Happened to my wife about a year ago.
What if it’s a two lane with oncoming traffic?
Just re-read your “or over one lane”…..you’re right, slow down…..
Pavlovian…
Idotarian.
FIFY
Or you are on the turnpike and the Kansas Highway Patrol is doing 55 because he is just cruising and ALL the out-of-staters in BOTH lanes REFUSE to pass him. I finally got the idiot in the left lane to move to the right lane. I got even with the KHP officer and shrugged WTH; he shrugged back, and I sped up to the speed limit and left the parade.
Note: I have watched with some amusement that when Oklahoma or Texas tags hit the Kansas State line, they quickly become law-abiding citizens and can do the speed limit plus 5.
I had a fun one in my ’67 Corvette (427 L88 engine!) when I was traveling to my Duty Station from Spokane to Minot.
Traveling through Montana on I-90/I-94 back in the days when the speed limit was “Reasonable and Prudent” during daylight hours (this was back in ’74) I was cruising about 75 when I noticed somebody coming up behind me in the high-speed (left) lane. 10’s of seconds later a Montana State Patrol cruiser went by me at at least 90+, and all of a sudden he decelerated and paced me for a few seconds. He was a 440 Magnum, I was a 427 Corvette. We looked at each other, and he gave the hand gesture to “GO” and I didn’t even think – I pulled it into second (briefly), then third, then 4th. Since the (manual) transmission was a wide-ratio 4-speed, I didn’t overtake him until about 120+. Held it there for 10 seconds as I slowly pulled away, then coasted. Didn’t hit the brakes. He pulled up to me about 20 seconds later, gave me a thumbs-up, and proceeded to continue his cruise at 90+…
I’m thinking he was bored and wanted to see what his cruiser would do against a hot-rod 427-engined Corvette, and I obliged! It was actually quite fun, but I dropped my cruise back to 75 because I swear I went through a quarter-tank of gas.
This was past Billings when Interstate 94 was nice and straight and flat. Visibility Unlimited. Nice day to fly!
Rented a V10 Triton to take the family on vacation near Yellowstone. Going with flow of traffic, which was 95 mph. Everyone was ignoring the speed limit signs the feds insisted had to be put up. Dunno what it’s like now.
Came up to a long line of traffic in the right lane on I-80. There was a trooper in the lead – probably driving slower to check for expired tags. I pulled into the left lane and started slowly passing everyone. One guy looked at me and started frantically pointing ahead and I’m thinking “don’t care, I’m doing the speed limit”.
You know what causes miles long traffic jams on the Long Island Expressway (?)? A cop sitting on the side of the road eating his lunch.
In the 80s, any time I was on the freeway I was doing north of 90mph. One time I was doing about 100 on the 110 freeway and there was a cop with someone pulled over. I conscientiously said to myself, “a bird in the hand is worth two in the bush,” and I ignored him.
As I got closer, he pointed at me with his finger (which I took as a bad sign), and started jogging for his bike. He’s stationary, I’m still around 100. In the rear view I see him kick start his bike and flip the lights on. At some point before he gets up to speed, the entire free bends to the right and we break line of sight. There are two RVs in the right hand lane. I down shift, hit the breaks, pull in between the, and hug the right hand side.
The cop goes sailing by, north of 100. 8 find the next exit, get lost in a parking lot, and wait for the adrenaline to leave my body.
Couple years ago my brother and I were on the way home from camp in a neighboring state. We’re on the interstate passing through a reduced speed area (55mph) that goes through a major city and a road construction area . Brother is driving. We come upon a pack of traffic, all doing 50. We’re in the passing lane doing about 55. I spot a state cop tucked into the traffic in the travel lane ahead. I point out the cop, brother says “I see him”. I tell brother the cop is going to nail us. Brother says no he’s not. Just as we pass the cop, he winds up the lights and siren. We pull over, further impeding traffic.
After the usual rigamarole, cop lets us go with a verbal saying “you’re over 65 with a clean record, watch your speed in the future, drive safely.”
And it’s a green light to lead foot as he is now behind you
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