Driving down a road with two lanes that merge into one for a blind on ramp (people would always stop on this on ramp for no ****ing reason), well this car next to me makes it a race. I had him and he slides in right behind me on my my bumper, we’re going about 60-70mph at this point (in a 30). And cars are already stopped on the ramp, slammed my brakes and he has to come to my side to avoid hitting me. He then proceeds to cut me off on the ramp all while flipping me off. Catch up to him on I-10 and flip him off. Then he gets behind me and starts making all these crazy gestures, so I go towards an exit and give him the “follow me” gesture, because at this point I’m ready to fight. He drives off like a bitch.
Next morning I’m asleep and get woken up to my doorbell going crazy and pounding on the door. I go to answer it and it’s two cops, conversation goes like this:
Cops: Where’s the driver of the Mustang with glasses?
Me: I am
Cop: You remember yesterday?
Me: No?
Cop: On the on ramp.
Me: Oh yeah, you must be the guy that cut me off and flipped me off.
Cop: You flipped me off
Me: ....
Cop: Get your mom, we need to talk to her.
He wrote me a ticket for going 45 in a 35, but the infraction date was wrong and I believe he was in his personal vehicle during the incident. I took it to court thinking I’d get off on a technicality (the date being wrong). Well the cop came out swinging, said he wrote the date down wrong and that he was in a detectives vehicle, but failed to mention anything about cutting me off, flipping me off, etc.
At this point I thought my case was blown, so I went for broke and I told my side, leaving out the speed we reached. Went back and forth with the judge, cop, and ADA (assuming that position) on what went down. The Judge was about to hammer down that gavel with a “guilty”, until I spoke up with “also he wrote the ticket for 45 in a 35, the speed limit is actually 30 there and I wasn’t going 45.”
Judge to cop: How fast was he going?
Cop: Well
ADA: Do you have an accurate measurement of his speed?
Cop: No
Judge: Case dismissed *hammers that beautiful gavel of justice*
Me: Thank you, sir *looks at cop and telepathically says “suck my dick bitch”*
Normally I would take my licks as I know I was breaking the law, but that cop was a ****ing prick. And I won.
Next morning I’m asleep and get woken up to my doorbell going crazy and pounding on the door. I go to answer it and it’s two cops, conversation goes like this:
Cops: Where’s the driver of the Mustang with glasses?
Me: I am
Cop: You remember yesterday?
Me: No?
Cop: On the on ramp.
Me: Oh yeah, you must be the guy that cut me off and flipped me off.
Cop: You flipped me off
Me: ....
Cop: Get your mom, we need to talk to her.
He wrote me a ticket for going 45 in a 35, but the infraction date was wrong and I believe he was in his personal vehicle during the incident. I took it to court thinking I’d get off on a technicality (the date being wrong). Well the cop came out swinging, said he wrote the date down wrong and that he was in a detectives vehicle, but failed to mention anything about cutting me off, flipping me off, etc.
At this point I thought my case was blown, so I went for broke and I told my side, leaving out the speed we reached. Went back and forth with the judge, cop, and ADA (assuming that position) on what went down. The Judge was about to hammer down that gavel with a “guilty”, until I spoke up with “also he wrote the ticket for 45 in a 35, the speed limit is actually 30 there and I wasn’t going 45.”
Judge to cop: How fast was he going?
Cop: Well
ADA: Do you have an accurate measurement of his speed?
Cop: No
Judge: Case dismissed *hammers that beautiful gavel of justice*
Me: Thank you, sir *looks at cop and telepathically says “suck my dick bitch”*
Normally I would take my licks as I know I was breaking the law, but that cop was a ****ing prick. And I won.