Exciting weekend
eps
02-27-2005, 06:56 AM
Winter is starting to end, so I’ve been going to the local races every weekend for the past couple months. A lot of the times no cops show up, but when they do, they make sure nobody would be racing that night. When they come out, they come out in force.
This weekend was one of those weekends unfortunately. My friend and I left a little late at around 11:30 and got there at about 12. When we show up there is nobody at the meeting spots, so we figured everybody was at the track. Now the streets we race on are in an H configuration. Two long parallel streets and one small one connecting the two. I take the back way after driving by and seeing everybody at the end of the street racing/kicking it/whatever and decide to take the back way. We are coming down the other long street and turn onto the middle street connecting the two, when I notice there is some asshole riding my ass. As I look closer in my mirror to see who this dickhead was, I see the light assembly on the top of the roof, and the bars in the front of the car! All I could say was “Oh shit that’s a cop!”
A couple seconds after I notice it’s a cop tailgating me, I turn into the parking lot where a bunch of people park and watch the races. As I’m turning he shines his bright ass spotlight on me and blows by me headed towards the racer’s “staging area.” I didn’t make it all the way into the parking lot before I get in reverse and backed up out of the entrance and speed off in the direction we came from. I headed back to the meeting spot with a long line of headlights following me.
We are one of the first few people there and soon after the parking lot is filled up, and that’s when we all notice a cop with his lights on chasing a group of cars. He picks out the one in back, some CRX, and follows him. CRX turns right with the cop on his ass, lights going and all, and then makes another right into a gas station. He slows down and the floors it through the gas station towards the other exit, with the cop following. Makes another right, and stops at a stop sign maybe 50 feet away. He just stops there, with the cop behind him with his siren going. The cop finally has to tell him to “Pull over! Get out of the street!” before he does. Needless to say this kid was fucked. His car got towed and his parents had to come and pick him up. As if things were not already bad for him, all this happened in front of everybody, about 100-150 people. After that, I just went home, kind of disappointed I didn’t get to see any races/race but happy that cop decided to not follow me into the parking lot.
Fast forward to tonight.
Same place, same time, same shit. There are about 100 or so people just chilling at the meet place. Before we could even get to the track, cops started swooping in and ruining everybody’s fun. There where 5 cops that just drove around, and after a while we all started to file out, one by one. At first I didn’t know where we were going, but when I figured it out I started to get worried. It’s a track that has only one way in and one way out, so it’s kind of like a trap.
When we get there, everybody parks and shit, and people start to line up to race. I stayed in my car because I know the cops where going to come, and I would have to get out of there as fast as I could. So I parked at the middle of the track in the entrance to a parking lot and watched from my car as they passed by. A half hour went by with no problems, so I relocate and start talking to these guys I know. Maybe 10 minutes after I get out of my car and start talking, guess who shows up.
Everybody scatters as usual, but this time there is only one way out. I’m in the middle of the pack when we get to the bottle neck. Pass one cop going the other way, pass another not too far up ahead, and another a few seconds after. Then cops start passing me on my left in the other lane with their lights on. Another one passes me and cuts into line two cars before me. Noooooooow, when I left home I forgot to grab my license which I had taken out of my wallet earlier on that night. Soooooo, I’m licensless with 5+ cops all looking for somebody to pull over. I’m scared that the cop that cut in line is going to stop everybody behind him, but he doesn’t and just goes with the flow.
We are coming up to the freeway entrance and I follow everybody up the on ramp, including the cop. We all get on the freeway and we’ve been driving for about 10 minutes. At this point I’m not really scared of being pulled over anymore, so I’m more relaxed and just crusing along. The cop that cut in front only a few cars ahead of me was behind some RSX, and after a bit pulled him over. He flashed his red and blues at him once…RSX passes an exit, and the cop flashes him with the lights again…RSX passes yet another exit. This time the cop keeps his lights on and follows the RSX past a few more exits.
Next thing I know, cops are flying past me at 80+ and having to slam on their brakes to not hit anybody. They are weaving in and out of the traffic trying to get to the RSX I assume. So picture no less than 10 cop cars, all with their lights on weaving through traffic and hitting 80mph. It was kind of ironic actually…
They all get up to the RSX, who is maybe 1/8th of a mile in front of me, with a few more cars between us. The cops get in front of the RSX, who doesn’t seem to be speeding, more like just ignoring the police, and they start to slow down, blocking all lanes and even the shoulders. I start to get scared again, thinking they are going to stop the whole god damn freeway and pull everybody over! We come to a slow crawl as the cops do their thing, and the RSX finally gets it and takes the next exit stopping in the middle of the off ramp. By this time we are all going about 20mph down I-80, at about 2am. I roll by at about 30mph and the cops are all out of their cars now with guns drawn!
I pass them and take the next exit and get back on the freeway in the other direction to head home/see what’s going on. Sure enough, they are still there and the poor RSX guy must be scared shitless by now. I take another exit and get back on the freeway in the other direction again, this time with my camera recording hopeing to get it on film. But by the time I got back they where gone, presumably on the next street after the off ramp, but I didn’t care to go see! Head home and now its 4am and I don’t think I’ll be getting to sleep soon. Maybe I’ll hit up jack in the box.
I never got to race, but oh well. Anyways, that was my weekend, like it or not!
This weekend was one of those weekends unfortunately. My friend and I left a little late at around 11:30 and got there at about 12. When we show up there is nobody at the meeting spots, so we figured everybody was at the track. Now the streets we race on are in an H configuration. Two long parallel streets and one small one connecting the two. I take the back way after driving by and seeing everybody at the end of the street racing/kicking it/whatever and decide to take the back way. We are coming down the other long street and turn onto the middle street connecting the two, when I notice there is some asshole riding my ass. As I look closer in my mirror to see who this dickhead was, I see the light assembly on the top of the roof, and the bars in the front of the car! All I could say was “Oh shit that’s a cop!”
A couple seconds after I notice it’s a cop tailgating me, I turn into the parking lot where a bunch of people park and watch the races. As I’m turning he shines his bright ass spotlight on me and blows by me headed towards the racer’s “staging area.” I didn’t make it all the way into the parking lot before I get in reverse and backed up out of the entrance and speed off in the direction we came from. I headed back to the meeting spot with a long line of headlights following me.
We are one of the first few people there and soon after the parking lot is filled up, and that’s when we all notice a cop with his lights on chasing a group of cars. He picks out the one in back, some CRX, and follows him. CRX turns right with the cop on his ass, lights going and all, and then makes another right into a gas station. He slows down and the floors it through the gas station towards the other exit, with the cop following. Makes another right, and stops at a stop sign maybe 50 feet away. He just stops there, with the cop behind him with his siren going. The cop finally has to tell him to “Pull over! Get out of the street!” before he does. Needless to say this kid was fucked. His car got towed and his parents had to come and pick him up. As if things were not already bad for him, all this happened in front of everybody, about 100-150 people. After that, I just went home, kind of disappointed I didn’t get to see any races/race but happy that cop decided to not follow me into the parking lot.
Fast forward to tonight.
Same place, same time, same shit. There are about 100 or so people just chilling at the meet place. Before we could even get to the track, cops started swooping in and ruining everybody’s fun. There where 5 cops that just drove around, and after a while we all started to file out, one by one. At first I didn’t know where we were going, but when I figured it out I started to get worried. It’s a track that has only one way in and one way out, so it’s kind of like a trap.
When we get there, everybody parks and shit, and people start to line up to race. I stayed in my car because I know the cops where going to come, and I would have to get out of there as fast as I could. So I parked at the middle of the track in the entrance to a parking lot and watched from my car as they passed by. A half hour went by with no problems, so I relocate and start talking to these guys I know. Maybe 10 minutes after I get out of my car and start talking, guess who shows up.
Everybody scatters as usual, but this time there is only one way out. I’m in the middle of the pack when we get to the bottle neck. Pass one cop going the other way, pass another not too far up ahead, and another a few seconds after. Then cops start passing me on my left in the other lane with their lights on. Another one passes me and cuts into line two cars before me. Noooooooow, when I left home I forgot to grab my license which I had taken out of my wallet earlier on that night. Soooooo, I’m licensless with 5+ cops all looking for somebody to pull over. I’m scared that the cop that cut in line is going to stop everybody behind him, but he doesn’t and just goes with the flow.
We are coming up to the freeway entrance and I follow everybody up the on ramp, including the cop. We all get on the freeway and we’ve been driving for about 10 minutes. At this point I’m not really scared of being pulled over anymore, so I’m more relaxed and just crusing along. The cop that cut in front only a few cars ahead of me was behind some RSX, and after a bit pulled him over. He flashed his red and blues at him once…RSX passes an exit, and the cop flashes him with the lights again…RSX passes yet another exit. This time the cop keeps his lights on and follows the RSX past a few more exits.
Next thing I know, cops are flying past me at 80+ and having to slam on their brakes to not hit anybody. They are weaving in and out of the traffic trying to get to the RSX I assume. So picture no less than 10 cop cars, all with their lights on weaving through traffic and hitting 80mph. It was kind of ironic actually…
They all get up to the RSX, who is maybe 1/8th of a mile in front of me, with a few more cars between us. The cops get in front of the RSX, who doesn’t seem to be speeding, more like just ignoring the police, and they start to slow down, blocking all lanes and even the shoulders. I start to get scared again, thinking they are going to stop the whole god damn freeway and pull everybody over! We come to a slow crawl as the cops do their thing, and the RSX finally gets it and takes the next exit stopping in the middle of the off ramp. By this time we are all going about 20mph down I-80, at about 2am. I roll by at about 30mph and the cops are all out of their cars now with guns drawn!
I pass them and take the next exit and get back on the freeway in the other direction to head home/see what’s going on. Sure enough, they are still there and the poor RSX guy must be scared shitless by now. I take another exit and get back on the freeway in the other direction again, this time with my camera recording hopeing to get it on film. But by the time I got back they where gone, presumably on the next street after the off ramp, but I didn’t care to go see! Head home and now its 4am and I don’t think I’ll be getting to sleep soon. Maybe I’ll hit up jack in the box.
I never got to race, but oh well. Anyways, that was my weekend, like it or not!
eps
02-27-2005, 06:59 AM
Wow…that was long. heh
drewh4386
02-27-2005, 10:01 AM
sounds like that damn movie.....well the cops and all
-Jayson-
02-27-2005, 10:43 AM
i willl never understand why people get into huge groups to race. Thats like a bunch of drug dealers haning around a chuckie cheese, the cops will come.
drewh4386
02-27-2005, 11:44 AM
i willl never understand why people get into huge groups to race. Thats like a bunch of drug dealers haning around a chuckie cheese, the cops will come.
or a bunch of people with nothing better to do than rice
or a bunch of people with nothing better to do than rice
Drifty
02-27-2005, 11:57 AM
damn man thats some scary ass action
B18CIVIC1997
02-27-2005, 12:25 PM
thats basically how it works around here (Hartford, CT). only the cops come EVERY time and on a good night they will show 4 or 5 times. once they come, everyone leaves. 20 mins later everyone is back. usually we dont waste any time sitting around tho so theres usually always at least a few races before the cops show. either way its a lotta fun and it is definately exciting when they show. before the winter i thought a cop was chasing me so along with a few other people i was dipping down these side streets at 60+ mph in an industrial area blowing stop signs at the same speed trying to get away
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