So I am out in the GN last night. A friend of mine that hadn't yet ridden in the car decided to ride with me to go grab some food. I had just turned left and decided to get in the throttle a bit in second gear. It was a short-lived run, but apparently there was enough "spool, whoosh, sneeze" that I managed to reach 58 MPH in a 35 REALLY damn quick. Little did I know there was a local police officer running radar RIGHT where I laid into the go-pedal. Whoops.
I pull into the drive through and am getting ready to make an order when the headlight pattern of a Crown Vic comes into the rear view and BAM! Pretty blue and reds flashing away. I was like "WTF?! Where the HELL did he come from??" He came up to the car and said "Man, got in that throttle pretty good back there, didn't ya? I clocked you at 58 in a 35." I said "Damn! Really? I mean yea, I hit the throttle but I didn't think I went that fast. Also, I had no idea you were there. I don't tend to blatantly throttle up in front of the police."
He ran my license and found all was well. He started asking about the car. "What's this thing got in it?" I said "Oh, just a little V6". His eyes bugged out. "WTF?! Seriously? That thing has some kick ass pickup for a V6!" He talked a little more, complimented the car a few times, handed me my license back and told me to keep it under the radar & to have good night. A VERY cool cop with a soft spot for hot rods and their sometimes idiotic drivers.
I figured I would share since most "My run in with the cops" stories are so negative. This dude was VERY cool and extremely nice.
Cool deal... Be respectful and nice and get the same in return... T