Originally posted by THoog Back in college, a friend and I trailed a cop car (felt like for half an hour, probably less), hoping to find a late-night donut shop. We did eventually find it, but by stopping and looking in the phone book. No cops there, but there were some very interesting people hanging out.
My word, we were young and stupid.
Now I'll have to relate a story:
Years ago, while driving with a friend throught the deep south (rural southern Georgia) I remarked that he was driving much too fast. (65 in a 35 zone) He chose to ignore me. Not seconds later, there was a cop car coming from the front who proceeded to do the sort of u-turn you only see in the movies. At this stage, I was in a state of panic. My friend said:
"Don't worry. I'm stopping. Agree with everything I say and keep your hands in plain sight at all times." These words did nothing to calm me down.
So, the cop walks over and asks him all the normal questions, starting with: "
Do you have any idea how fast you were going?" After a few more words he asked for licence. My friend handed over his licence. There was a long silence as the cop inspected the licence. The next question was:
"How long will you be driving in Georgia?" The answer given was: "I'm leaving next week." Upon this some strong words were spoken and we were sent on our way. Apparently, there was too much paperwork to fine an international driver and he just let us go. The guy I was with knew this - I did not. I've never had the guts to try that tactic - I always stick to the speed limit when driving overseas.