I'll start.
I was driving home from work on a cold winter night. Cold for Socal anyway. The car was feeling fast with all the cold air goodness rushing through the turbo. I drove past my house because I was enjoying myself. I came to a red light and an empty road in front of me. Zero cars. I say "fuck it"
1st BRAAp
2nd BRAAAAP
3rd BrAAAAAAAAP
I look in the rear view and I see a black and white turn onto the street hauling ass. I knew I was toast. I pull into a gated community's driveway, lapd pulls in behind me, and turns on the lights.
"License, registration, and proof of insurance" I give them up.
"Why were going so fast?"
"Car was feeling good."<--lol verbatim
"I'm gonna ask you a question. Honesty counts here. Do you understand?" I nod
"How fast were you going?"
In the past, I had done a lot of involuntary research into speeding tickets. With a cumulative 32 hours of traffic school under my belt, I knew the elements of a speeding ticket. The cop didn't have me on radar because he had pulled up to the intersection just in time to see me blitz it. He was also playing catchup and didn't have a pace speed. Any speed he wrote on a ticket would be a guess and whatever I said would be written down as a confession. I could fight this ticket in court and win. He had nothing on me. So how did I answer? I told him the truth. I looked at my rev meter, looked him in the eye, shrugged, and said:
"Top of third gear.That's about 80"
He looked at me for bit, said ok, and went back to the squad car. When he came back, he handed me my papers.
"I'm gonna let you off with a warning because you were honest with me. Tell your friends there are cool cops out here."
I nodded and thanked him.
I never had a cop ask me the speed question that way before. I weighed the options in my head, took a gamble, and won. Don't be just another lying asshole and I'll let you off kind of thing. Cops get lied to all the time e.g. "I dunno how fast I was going", "Only a coupla veers", "I didn't know she was 17!" Maybe the cop thought I was just a regular guy enjoying his fast car on a cold night and decided to give me a break. I thought the "cool cops" line was an oxymoron but he was a younger guy. Probably more jaded and cynical now. :P It was an interesting stop for me. It was also the first and only time I got pulled over in my 5 years with the evo. I deserved a helluva lot of tickets but luckily never got one.
Looking back now, maybe he thought I would tell this story to a lot of people. All those people confessing to speeding would certainly make his job easier. Well, now that I've told this story to a bunch of people. DON'T DO WHAT I DID. Follow the sticky on what to do when you get pulled over. I've gotten a lot of tickets and this was my only warning. The cop could have gone either way. But hey, sometimes you gamble and win.
Let's hear your stories.