You only see this in the country. I had a roomie from Alabama whose aunt was his sister. Family tree looks like linguini.
If he wants to sit, let him sit, that’s his right. I just hope he and his supporters understand that freedom of speech does not mean freedom from consequences.
They were state troopers and it’s not quite rural Kansas so the stakes at the time were definitely extremely high. There was no real justification for it other than generally just being a crazy person at that age.
The first chase happened accidentally because I was going approx 125 in a 25 at night on a road that had a state trooper station on it with my actual plates. Sure enough passed an unmarked going the other way which led to the best of the five chases although it wasn’t documented. At that speed I just figured I was screwed either way and they couldn’t tell if I was running or continuing at my high rate of speed so I had nothing to lose. The second was one of the pre-planned and documented ones where we actually had fake plates and purposely got completely pulled over before running. It came about because I had gotten tired of people telling me that “you can’t outrun the radio” which is stupid because it’s in a car.
There were a few others after that including the last one (which was also unplanned) where I actually did get “caught” with real plates. I was saved because I had intended to hit a parallel back road but accidentally whipped into someone’s driveway so I just shut it down and they lost me for a few minutes. Later when I was creeping out of the area cautiously three cars pretty much swarmed me at an intersection. But since I was calm and had already lined up a back story with a girl that lived in the area about picking up a CD and they hadn’t been able to get my plate earlier (plus it was a common car in that area) they let me go. After that, I stopped / grew up.
^ How did the cop manage to chase you in that first incident? You should have been at least 1/2 a mile away by the time he could even turn around.
and if you had real plates the 1st time didn’t they trace you?
So if your sister is also your aunt, wouldn’t that mean your mother or father is also your sister or brother?
Incest is confusing.
Thats how you become your own grandpa
His sister could have married his uncle.
Right…like if Jon Snow marries Dany.
So let me try to explain the route, I was going to post a map link but it’s probably not smart.
It’s a 25mph back road headed North that is parallel to a major highway, probably about 100M to my right. About 5-600M ahead there is a stoplight (A) and if I take a right there (East), I cross over the highway, on the other side anther stoplight (B) where I can take a left (North) which brings me almost immediately maybe 50 meters to another stoplight © where I can take a left (West) and then merge onto the highway going the same general direction I had been initially going (North). About 1.5 miles later, there’s another exit.
The area I grew up in is a major shipping hub so it’s great because there are a ton of highways with frequent exits every few miles at most with back roads in between that I know very well. My car had roughly 420hp (not to fast, not to slow). We’d talked about doing this stuff growing up and figured the secrets would be 1) to lose them quickly (we figured your odds of escape have a half life of about 20 seconds) and that 2) rather than running a straight line the key would be to lose them on the back roads, put distance on an adjacent highway at speed, then get back off almost immediately and disappear into the back roads. Other semi important features are that the area is a ghost town after 10pm which improves safety, avoid urban areas where odds shift towards the police’s favor and then later we used a system with 1 fake plate bolted on and another fake plate attached with duct tape loops behind it on top of the first plate. This allows you to essentially switch identities midway, however you’re firmly committing to the chase at that point. However, in this particular case, I was running real plates.
So I’m driving along at 125 and I pass what looks like an unmarked going the other way and immediately check the rear view given my proximity to a station. I see his brake lights slam on and he WHIPS into a driveway. I make the quick decision to continue on towards the intersection but roll onto the throttle. I know that in addition to manual activation, the camera comes on when the lights do. I take the right at intersection A (which was a red light) at high speed because I’m still not 100% sure this is an actual chase and am trying to keep going while loosely obeying the laws (my friends still laugh that in chases I would use turn signals because I’m OCD). As I come up on intersection B I look in the rear view and see blue lights approaching intersection A which means it’s on. I immediately take a high speed left through red intersection B as he’s rounding A and my plates maintain a perpendicular angle (ie no line of sight). I stay on it and take the next left through C pretty much laying on the gas. I come off the ramp onto the highway carrying enough speed that when I pass under an overpass within 150 meters my speedo says about 140-150. Within another 50 meters or so (I now have good separation from the cruiser) I come up on a tractor trailer in the right lane and car in the left and start flashing my lights and stay on the gas, the car got over without me having to slow down and I pass now at about 160ish. I immediately get right, hop the exit which is about 1.3 miles from where I got on and roll right up the ramp. When I hit the top of the ramp, I had lost perspective on my speed and was still doing just north of 90 as I go more or less completely sideways through the intersection taking a right hand turn which was my only nearish miss doing this. The police never followed up the ramp so at that point it seemed I had lost them. Within a half mile I got stuck / boxed in alone at a rail crossing and sat there for probably about 5 minutes in the dark just staring at my mirror waiting to see if they would come up on me while the train passed. I remember that that was when the adrenaline caught up and my left foot was shaking so hard at that point that it was difficult using the clutch to pull out afterwards.
The main lesson from this one was probably one of the biggest lessons of driving in these situations, which was to ALWAYS check your speed as you transition off the high speed components as you tend to lose perspective or get distracted what’s happening around you.
LOL
^^ Okay, so basically you lost him with a couple of turns, which is what I would have expected given how fast your were going and the fact that he had to turn around. He could have gotten lucky and caught sight of you later, so you had to continue running.
Back on topic…I guess the SFPD didn’t take too kindly to CK calling cops racist and untrained. Here’s the best part. Link to the story below.
The SF police union says that Kaepernick has " embarrassed himself, the 49er organization, and the NFL." The police also solicited Kaepernick’s opinion on the “murder of 40 police officers in the United States in the past few months” or the "8,000 murders that African Americans inflicted on one another in 2015."
To be fair, if there has been anything I have learned since moving to a city its that anything that comes out of your cities police union is a complete hack job and extremely political. Police unions are filled with scum bags and underline everything that is wrong with the thin blue line mentality.
The police union will fight tooth and nail to cover up the very things the BLM movement wants the government to investigate. Of course a police union is going to react that way.
That said: BS your story was awesome. I certainly wouldnt have had the balls to do that, obviously the filming of them to prove how edgy you were is worth a cringe but I cant imagine many of us have room to talk on that front.
I don’t see it as that cringe worthy. I filmed for two reasons 1) because too many people immediately called bullshit when it happened so it was good we had evidence and 2) it’s funny to watch
Fair enough, when you are an old man you can whip them out and show all the other old folks your ridiculous footage
That’s pretty fucking ballsy.
I suppose the reality is that to get away from them you really need to lose them quickly.
Shall we psycho-analyze young BS to determine the root of his self destructive behavior?
This thread has added greatly to my belief that BS is definitively a sociopathic nutso.