Last night I was heading downtown to meet some friends after a concert. I'm in a little bit of a hurry but set the CC at 75 to make sure that I don't run afoul of the law. The traffic was very light but after a while I come up behind 3 cars that are blocking all three lanes of the expressway going about 65. I move to the left lane and follow thinking that the guy would get the hint. He doesn't so I do a quick one time flash of my brights. The late model Grand Am pulls over and lets me by and I pass him and then pull back into the center lane. No problem, thanks buddy! The traffic is so light that I move to the right lane and continue at 75.
I'm motoring along like this for a couple of minutes when I notice this Grand Am gaining on me in the right lane flashing his brights on and off. I don't like the feel of this so I accelerate to 80 just wanting to put some space between us. He keeps coming. I noticed that there were two guys in this car when I passed and they're most likely goof balls that I don't want to have anything to do with. I want to lose them so I slam the gas, start pulling away from him and get to 125 in like no time at all (my new tires are so damn smooth). He still wants to catch me but can't keep up. The J30t is running beautifully and smooth but the traffic is getting a little busier so I shut her down. I pass a couple of cars on the left and look in the rear view mirror and still this guy still flashing his brights at me but he's way back there. I'm coming to a big interchange so I figure that instead of breakneck speed I'll lose this dude on the interchange. The lights are still back there and I'm down to about 80. The lights keep coming but now they're strobing with a tiny little blue red flash coming from the middle of the windshield.
Crap! I'm in big trouble. Going that fast can get you thrown in jail. The Crown Vic catches up and I signal with my hand that I see him and pull over. That's it, I think. I've really screwed myself.
The cop gets out of the car. He comes up to my window and it's not your run of the mill trooper. He's an older guy in plain clothes. He's says, "Did you know how fast you were going? Over a hundred! I'm coming from a murder investigation and then you blow by me like that? 29 years on the police force and I've seen plenty of crashes. Driving that little car of yours like that will get you killed!" I know that this guy could seriously curb my lifestyle so I'm falling all over myself to give him the answers and attitude that he wants. I tell him I realize that I was being irresponsible and about the guy that was chasing me. He says that he saw him too and "that guy was as crazy as you." It was very lucky for me that he had seen the other A hole chasing me.
He let me go! I was very contrite and courteous. I think he chased me becasue I certainly scared him when I flashed by at probably well over 115! The other car passed him too but probably not as fast which is why I believe he came after me. Man, I was very happy to not get ticketed/thrown in jail and very happy in that by being stopped by this cop I also lost those goof balls.
I smoked the Grand Am but very nearly smoked myself! I was very lucky but the Grand Am guys were probably having a big laugh over my predicament. However, I can live with that because the cop got rid of them for me. I got the J to 125+ and lost the jerks and the manouvers were relatively safe because of the light traffic. All's well that ends well. Still, would have been very embarrassing (not to mention expensive) to end up in jail for that series of events.
On the way home, I had the CC set at 70. Looks like I probably won't see triple digit speeds for at least another year now.
"Little car." Hmph! But I guess that it is in the scheme of things.
It also crossed my mind for the breifest of moments to out run the guy but I do respect the cops as a rule so my better judgement finally took control of me. By the time I had collected my wits enough to do as you suggested, he was already on his way back to his car and waving me to get going. I owe that detective big time. It was like getting busted by the older cop from Law & Order (forget his name). He has more important things on his mind than wasting his time on a dumb *** speeder. 