We all know speeding on the road can lead to serious consequences. Yet, plenty of drivers still take the risk, hoping they won’t get caught.
When they do, law enforcement often hears a flood of excuses. Some are predictable, others more creative—but every now and then, they turn out to be completely true, impressing even the police officers who hear them. So much so that they’ve shared these surprising stories online.
Read them below, and remember—stay safe out there!
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I once was led on a five-mile car chase through busy city streets at 20 MPH over normal speeds with the driver refusing to stop. The path they were taking made me realize they were trying to get somewhere quickly, not trying to evade me. Finally the driver, who turned out to be a middle-aged woman, stopped in front of a house where an ambulance was waiting. The woman leapt from her car and ran to unlock the door to allow the medics entry to the house that had security barred windows and doors. She burst into the house ahead of the EMTs obviously trying to find the occupant with them. I entered behind them to offer assistance and found myself assuming the role of comforter to the woman as the paramedics declared her mother’s death. The woman had a major breakdown and I wound up holding her for over a half hour as she cried inconsolably until her husband arrived. She tried apologizing for her driving actions between sobs but I assured her I would have done the same thing and that she wouldn’t be getting a ticket from me that day. Sometimes traffic laws simply do not apply.
I’ve been one to work much traffic enforcement because I refused to be a revenue generator for a city that told us what laws we can/cant enforce. Well back 10–12yrs ago a Small SUV blows by me on the highway (60mph limit )Stopped the car once it hit 100mph. I immediately asked *driving a little fast, is everything ok? The super nervous but extremely polite 19–20yr old female wearing a Fedex uniform, quickly explains “I work for Fedex & if im late one more time. I may lose my job. Im working & going to school full time at community college, has a class one day a week that always gets out late & has put her in this predicament, etc…After confirming she was valid, I told her no more driving that fast because I promise this will be the ONLY time you will be given a police escort to work instead of a very expensive ticket. a feW weeks later, she & her Dad tracked me down to thank me & would hear from her every few years. Ebony went on to graduate from Ohio State and became a Pharmacist 6–7yrs ago.
My department got a call of an erratic driver, exceeding speeds of 100 mph on I-5. I waited for the vehicle to pass one of our overpasses and waited for the vehicle. When the vehicle drove past it was definitely at a high rate of speed. I bumper paced the vehicle at around 110 mph. After conducting the traffic stop and contacting the driver, he told me he was a surgeon from the Bay Area and had been called to do an emergency heart surgery at a hospital in Redding. The law allows medical personnel responding to medical emergencies to expedite their response. I took his information and sent him on his way. I contacted the hospital in Redding and sure enough he was sent there to do heart surgery. The surgery ended well and the patient survived.
In the Uk, doctors on call can have a green flashing light. It doesn't 'allow' you to speed (unlike the blue light) but is effective and so long as they drive safely, no one does anything about it.
Driving is such a common part of daily life that it’s easy to forget the serious responsibility it involves. Each time you get behind the wheel, you’re entrusted with protecting not only your own well-being but that of everyone else on the road. After all, automobiles remain one of the most dangerous means of transportation, second only to motorcycles.
Still, that knowledge isn’t always enough to keep drivers from breaking the rules. According to the AAA Foundation for Traffic Safety’s annual Traffic Safety Culture Index (TSCI), only 41% of drivers in 2022 were considered safe. Based on responses from 2,499 participants, the study found that more than 1 in 5 admitted to speeding, while others confessed to driving while distracted.
I stopped a car going about seventy in a forty five zone and the guy was panicking when I got to the window. I asked what is wrong and he said he was dying. What? Yes I am dying..and need to get to the hospital…He was very white and sweating badly too. So I said I will call a ambulance for him. But before I could do any thing he collapsed onto the steering wheel and stopped breathing. I opened his door got him out an onto the pavement and started CPR while getting dispatch to send a unit to my location.
The Unit arrived and paramedics took over for me. Transported him to the hospital where he was treated for a heart attack. He survived but only because he stopped for me. The hospital was over 5 miles away and he would never have made it on his own.
I visited him later at the hospital, he thanked me. and we chatted a few mins. Then I left. I later found out he died two hours after I left there. His heart seemed to have just exploded the Dr Told me. So this would be the best excuse for speeding I have ever heard that turned out to be true. He WAS dying.
Cheers
It must be inconceivably difficult to be a first responder. Even when you think you've done good and saved a life...then you hear they passed anyway... Thank you to all those who fo do much to keep the rest of us safe....
I’m not a police officer but this actually happened to me as the driver. I was taking my girlfriend to the beach so that I could propose to her. We lived about 30 mins away from our favorite beach and boardwalk and it closes at sundown. We had made plans to go to the beach that day but when we got home from work she was dawdling and Iwas so keyed up to propose to her that I practically forced her to go. When we got close to the beach and the sun was hanging low on the horizon I decided to speed and immediately got pulled over. The officer came to the car I I explained to him I had a reason but needed to get out of the car to tell him. He begrudgingly let me out of the vehicle and my gf was completely flustered at this point. The officer says this better be a good one and I tell him I’m proposing to the lady in the car and knew our favorite spot and parking lot would be closing at dusk. He asked me if I had the ring and I said I did in my front pocket. He said he wanted to see it so I pull the box out and open it up like I’m proposing to him and he just nods at me. Slaps me on the arm and says good luck and keep it safe. I said thank you and off we went. I made the proposal and she accepted but the story of it was the police officer who made out night. This was on Long Island in 2004 and l hope he reads this. Thank you!
This story would be less cute had this idiot hit someone or something. You can't propose tomorrow, bud?
I'm not a cop, but I was in the US on holidays and driving from Chicago to Wisconsin when a cop pulled me over.
I was driving what i considered to be a huge SUV. It seemed a normal size compared to other cars when i actually got on the road. Anyhow, i get pulled, and he asks me if I knew that I was doing 80 in a 55 zone? I was honest and said i didn't see the speed limit signs and that I'm used to kmph. I thought i was driving at a safe speed. I told him that at home, you could do 120kmph on a road like this…. If my car could do 120kmph. This piqued his interest and he asked what i drove. I told him i had a small nissan micra and the SUV had a much more powerful engine than I was used to, so I thought I was just tipping along. He asked what size engine was in a micra, and i told him it's a 1L.
He stared at me for a moment, then burst out laughing and told me that his lawnmower has a bigger engine.
He let me off because my excuse was so odd that it must be genuine, and I think i brightened up a dull day. Before he walked away, he just said… a 1L engine and started laughing again.
I sold the micra about a month after coming home.
Speeding, in particular, is a glaring issue, as it contributes to 54% of global road fatalities. But for many, the risks don’t feel significant enough to break the habit. To understand why, Bored Panda reached out to UK driving instructor Jason Horsfield, who runs a TikTok account with over 150,000 followers and has created a comprehensive online driving course to help others improve.
According to Horsfield, the situation in the UK is “completely out of control” due to a lack of enforcement and discipline. “There is no police presence on the roads like there was in the 1970s and 1980s,” he explained. “Back then, people were fearful of doing wrong, but cuts to police, especially road police, have brought us to where we are today.”
“People don’t care about others anymore,” he added, “even bullying my learners during lessons when they’re doing nothing wrong.”
In 1990, I was 3 weeks late from giving birth. We lived in NYC and one fall friday, I had to go to our bank, the very private Bankers Trust on Park Ave. My husband waited at the curb in our car. I was in the waiting area when my water broke. This is a bank where everyone spoke in hushed tones. I said to the receptionist, “I don't want to alarm anyone, but my water just broke” OMG they rushed me through in record time. 2 security guards escorted me down the escalator.
Got into the car & Clifton took off. Except he was so flustered he drove UP 5th Ave when he picked 63rd instead of 66th to cross to the West side. We were trying to get to a cross street to turn when two police men on horseback rode in front of us. Once we explained *and now I'm in full blown labor* the two police escorted to 66th, and a police car met us on the other side of the park. We zipped up Amsterdam, with blazing sirens. Got to Women's hospital, my husband let me out and went to work. The next day all 6 of the police officers stopped in to see the “wrong way” baby.
In the late 1980s I stopped this brown, 4 door, Pontiac, sedan for hauling a*s down a city street. I walked up to the car and asked the young lady for her license and registration. She handed them to me and I observed that she looked bad and was sweating. I asked her if she knew why I stopped her. Yes said that she did and that she had to poop really bad and was trying to make it home. The evidence suggested that she was telling the truth. I handed her her documents and said be careful. Down the road she went..
Move forward a decade.. I was looking around in a book store and I overheard this lady telling that story. She told the lady that she was talking to that she really was sick and needed to get to a restroom. I walked around the shelves and said; “That officer was me”. She didn’t believe me till I told her the exact vehicle description, time of day and location of the stop. We became friends and still laugh about it all these years later..
She sent me a bumper sticker that says: “I’m driving this way because I have to poop!”
I observed a car traveling 94 in a 45. It took me a minute or so to catch up to them, and when they finally stopped we were at the entrance to a local hospital. As I approached the car, the driver jumped out, which is a big no no, and obviously puts officers on edge. I asked him why he was driving so crazy, and to get back into the car. He was yelling that his friend had just been shot. So I worked my way around the passenger side of the vehicle, noticing multiple bullet holes in the rear quarter panel of the car.
At that point I saw the passenger sitting covered in blood with at least 2 gunshot wounds. One to his hand, and another to his calf. At that point it was fair to say his excuse was valid. During my time as a patrol deputy, I was amazed at how many shooting victims drove themselves to the hospital. Way more than you would think.
My sister told me her account after being called at work and told her oldest son has passed away. She got pulled over, was in hysterical tears, and this state trooper (after verifying everything) had my sister get into his car and he brought her home.
My nephew was only 9 years old. So you can imagine why my sister was absolutely hysterical. I'm glad that trooper had the decency to take her home rather than jail. She said she was doing close to 100 mph trying to get home in a state that she shouldn't have been driving in.
A friend of mine did this. He’s a doctor and was late evening and he was on his way home from the hospital. He was speeding. He was pulled over by a police officer who saw the hospital parking sticker on his windshield. The officer said, “I suppose you are going to tell me you are on your way to an emergency.” My friend replied, “No, I’m on my way home.” The officer shook his head and gave him the ticket. My friend’s lawyer suggested that he show up in court since the fine also included points. The lawyer told him that it was not unusual for the officer who issued the ticket not to show up so the judge might then dismiss the charges.
So he went to traffic court. When it was his turn, the judge asked, “Why were you speeding? Were you on your way to an emergency?” And my friend, being the honest sort, said, “No, your honor. It was late and I was rushing to get home.” The judge replied, “That is the first honest answer I’ve ever heard from a doctor! Charges dismissed.”
There are times when it is useful to tell the truth even when everyone would say you are crazy for doing so.
The ethics of honesty aside, courts are familiar with liars and lying. Mess them about and they can make you suffer for it. Better to be honest and accept the fine/points, rather than try an excuse, and get the fine/points plus another fine.
I was a cop in Richmond Virginia in the late eighties. I pulled over this guy that said he was afraid he was going to have diarrhea, so he was driving 55 in a 25 mph zone. While he was sympathetic to his problem, I had heard a version of this story probably five times in the four months I had worked there. So it took his license and registration and went back to my car to write the ticket. When I came back to his car, the smell was horrible! He had an accident in his pants. I tore up the ticket, and sent him on his way. I later got written up for the missing ticket, but it was worth it!
I lived in Albuquerque New Mexico and drove to Santa Fe once a month to work on a committee for the Governor.
The Interstate had a 75 mph speed limit and was through mostly deserted Indian territory.
I drove by a car that I recognized, that had been stopped by a cop.
Later, at the office, I asked the woman, who was an administrative assistant for the Governor, what happened and she said she’d been stopped for doing 95 in a 75 zone.
She told the cop “I work for the Governor”.
The state trooper replied “So do I”…and wrote her a ticket.
No valid excuse, just an implied request for leniency 'or else'. I have no time for people like that.
I’m not a cop but this is a funny story. In 1986 I was in the Marines, got stationed at Kadena AFB in Okinawa. They drive on the left side of the road there. I returned stateside in ’87 and immediately took 30 days of leave. I was driving around town when I made a right turn into the left lane of the street I was turning onto, as soon as I did this, I realized what I did and corrected for it but got pulled over anyway. I told the cop that I had a good reason for the mistake and he replied, “If you can tell me one I haven’t heard before, I’ll let you go.” I explained the situation in Okinawa and that I had a brain fart and turned into the wrong lane. He said I was the first guy to give an honest excuse he hadn’t heard and let me go with a warning.
Former boss (US citizen) lived a long time in a LHD country, I (non-US citizen, from a LHD country) visited him soon after he moved back to the US. It was my first trip, and he was driving me somewhere one night (this was a small town) and I was like "Dude, are you sure you should be driving on this side of the road?" (I wasn't 100% sure, as it was dark and maybe it was a dual carriageway or something) and he was like "oh sh*t".
It wasn’t an excuse but the driver didn’t get a ticket:
I was talking with a group of highway patrol officers and the discussion turned it this subject. One HP said he clocked a man in a Camaro dead on 110 MPH in a 60 zone. He said, “When I walked up to the driver’s window I decided to be a jerk instead of a professional. I said, You were really flying back there, lets see your pilots license pal.”
Another HP officer said, “Oh no and …?”
The first one said,, “Yep, had about a dozen certifications too. Multi engine, instrument rating, props, jets, types of planes I’ve never even heard of. I felt like a complete idiot when I handed his papers back and said, Okay just keep the speed down to the limit when you’re not in the air.”
Not a Cop, but in about 1973 in Liberal, Kansas, a friend's Dad was a farmer and lost his thumb and 2 fingers while working on somre farm machinery. He quickly wrapped his hand in a handkerchief and walked to the house. My friend's Mom heard him yell for her. She looked outside and saw the blood. She grabbed pickup keys and shoved him in their pickup and headed for the hospital in town. She came into town and hit Western Avenue. It was a 30 mph zone and on the edge of town. She had her foot to the floor, and the pickup was probably doing 85 mph or more and still accelerating when one of Liberal's finest pulled alongside with his lights and siren going. My friend's Dad held up his hand. The Mom said later that the Cop turned white and waved for her to follow him. He got in front and she saw him pick up the hand microphone for the radio. A Doctor and two Nurses met them at the door to the ER. They got my friend's Dad out and took him in immediately. The Cop helped her get parked and escorted the Mom in to the ER desk. She gave them the information needed. The Cop said no ticket as he left.
I had a cousin who was racing to the hospital to say goodbye to his grandfather. He was very close to him and he was expected to pass any minute. The trooper asked his grandfather’s name and what hospital he was at, gave him his condolences and let him go. There was only one problem, that story was completely made up. The trooper had someone look into it only to quickly learn there was no one in that hospital with that name. They tracked him down and gave him a larger fine.
First off, I was one who would not stop anyone until they were going 18 or more MPH over the speed limit. At that point, most don't even bother, a lot of my stops were in 30 MPH zones. One time, I stopped an executive looking lady in an all white dress suit and skirt, she jumped out of her car and stated she was rushing home because her period had just started and she needed a pad or tampon to keep from bleeding all over her outfit. I looked at her, thought to myself this was one excuse I did not want to check further into, and I just told her to head on home but slow down. There are just things we should just take at face value, and this was one of them.
As a pet owner, I was once stopped like this:
My eight-pound Papillon fell under the railing of a stairwell and landed on the concrete at the bottom. I don’t know how high a fall that was, but high enough to potentially smash a little dog up very thoroughly.
I was 20 miles from my vet when this happened. I hit around 90 mph — the speed limit was probably 60, maybe 65. A cop pulled me over. I explained, probably incoherently, while pointing at my limp dog on the passenger seat. He waved me on. I probably hit 90 again before I was out of his sight.
Long story short, my dog was extremely lucky. He wasn’t badly hurt. The shock had knocked him for a loop and he was pretty stiff, but he hadn’t broken anything. My vet and I were both astonished.
Anyway, my story was absolutely true and apparently constituted a good excuse in the opinion of the cop. I’ll always be grateful. If my dog had been seriously hurt, that cop might have saved his life by letting me go.
I was in the home stretch of a 220 mile journey from uni. It was December in northern Indiana, and the car's heat blipped off. I was bringing my hamster with me and was afraid he'd freeze, so I put him inside my shirt. Somehow he slid down my back and was skritching around, chewing my shirt. It's past 11 p.m., below zero. So I stepped on it, thinking there were only a handful of miles left. I was hugging the steering wheel while feeling my shirt shredding. Got pulled over and the State Trooper about had a conniption trying to keep a straight face after learning the details. He saw the empty cage and knew I was truthful. He let me go, telling me that my story was gonna top all the other cops at their Christmas party. But I was told to go the speed limit. Hamster was fine. Family was in stitches. ♥
I was called to assist medical for a baby not breathing. By the time I arrived the ambulance was transporting the baby to the hospital. So I typed in my notes, cleared the scene and as I was at the stop light pulling out of the location the person in front of me sped away from the light really quick. I stopped them for speeding. I got up to the Window and the lady says “they just took my baby to the hospital” so I said “go” and walked the other way. I let dispatch know about the stop and then called out the make and color of the car to let others on the shift to not stop her if they saw her speeding on the way to the hospital.
Not a cop but a cop did let me go with this story….
Was 16–17. Coming back 11ish from a date. Cruising down a country road and I hit a skunk. The smell is completely different when you actually have it on you. So I’m now driving 90mph with my head out the window. And I see the lights behind me. I pull over and start to get out of the car and start wretching.
the cop on his loud speaker yells at me to “get back in yo….. no no no. Come to me”. So I run up to his passenger door and jump in. The cop throws his car in reverse and backs up a few hundred yards. I’m still dry heaving. He asks me, “what the hell are you doing driving so fast”. I told him it was the only way I could breath. He asks me how far to my house and I tell him just up the road a mile or so.
he tells me. “ I don’t have the heart to give you a speeding ticket. But you can’t drive that fast the rest of the way. Understand?”
I say, yes sir.
Then he tell me, “get the hell out of my car, you stink”. He drives off leaving me a couple hundred yards from my car.
Vicki, nobody CHOOSES to run over a skunk except total sociopaths. I'm sure OP wished they hadn't done it for a number of reasons.
I stopped an older farmer doing 50 in a school zone, but no kids were around. His clothes were stained, was missing a finger tip or two and some teeth, looked like life had been hard. When I asked why he was going so fast he told me he was visiting his grand daughter and having a tea party when his grand daughter gave him some chocolates, he ate quite a few. When he asked where she got them, she said she found them in mommy’s nightstand, and showed him the package, it was a laxative and as he told me this, I could actually hear his stomach gurgling….I told him to have a nice day and be careful.
Mommy needs to hide her laxative chocolate - it can seriously harm granddaughter as well as embarrass grandpa.
I'm not a cop but I have been pulled over a few times. One time I was going extra fast. I don't remember what my speed was because that was like 20 years ago. I do remember that when the cherries came in my rear view mirror I obviously pulled over right away. The cop did the usual “do you know how fast you were going?” Routine. He asked me where I was heading to and I asked him a question. “How long have you been sitting there officer?” He told me something like he had been sitting there for 20 minutes or 30 minutes (again it was a long time ago so I don't remember exact details). My response to him after he told me that was “I apologize officer but I got here as quick as I could.” He had a good laugh at that and he told me that made his day. Then instead of giving me a ticket he just gave me a verbal warning and told me to keep my speed down. When I asked him why he wasn't giving me a ticket, he told me he wasn't going to give me a ticket because I was being a nice guy and not being a jerk and I actually made him laugh with lightened his day just a little bit.
I was just returning from the Bosnian War and went to visit my then-fiancee in Montana. Turns out that she has moved on and we broke up. I was leaving Montana getting back to California as fast as possible when I was pulled over (righteously). Turns out that my roommate had removed the registration and insurance from my car while I was gone and that Florida (state I entered the military in) no longer had an indefinite limit on drivers license for military… so there I was speeding, no valid license, no insurance and no registration. When the cop walked up he saw my military cap sitting on my dashboard. I was honest and talked to him. He told me that if he saw me driving he would have to arrest me, so I had better wait a couple minutes after he left before I drove away. Turns out that he was a combat Vet with a similar story after he got home. Most cops are good, compassionate people when given the chance.
Most cops ARE good & compassionate--please don't let a few bad apples make you think otherwise
I was on the other side, as a civilian driver.
It’s January 1990, after dark, and I’m driving north on the NYS Thruway, in the vicinity of New Paltz.
My car was a 1978 Ford Granada, four doors, 98 horsepowers on the day it left the factory.
I see the lights right behind me, so I pull over and open my window.
Cop comes over, I ask why I was stopped, he says speeding, I look back at my car and say in this.
He thinks for a moment, and then says that he caught me more easily then he thought he would.
That area was hilly, with short hills, so the cop lost sight of the actual speeding car, and when he saw my taillights, they were similar enough for him to think my car was the one he wanted.
So, with that realization on his part, he gave me back my papers, and let me go, as he headed back to his car.
He is one you never heard…my father got pulled over for speeding one time when I was around 10 years old. He always drove fast and this time was caught by a state trooper. The trooper came up to the car and says to my father…Sir do you realize you were driving 75 in a 55 mile per hour zone. Without missing a beat my father reaches up and removes his glass eye and places it in his hand. ( He lost it at 7 years old when someone threw a glass bottle into a camp fire). He said officer “I only have one eye. The officer says “ Wat does that have to do with speeding? My father asked him…”What do you want me to watch the road or the speedometer? The cop started laughing, turned around and walked away. Never said another word.
My dad and mom were heading to Padre Island in Texas, and stopped at a convenience store somewhere. When they came back out, a highway patrol guy told him, "Those yellow bugs on your front end don't stick until you are doing about 70. Speed limit's 55. Can't write a ticket on the testimony of bugs, but slow down, mister."
101 in a 65. Guy was running late meeting his future mother in law and his his future wife to pick out wedding colors, flowers, place settings, the whole deal.
He was shocked when I told him he going to have a bad enough day, he didn't need a ticket to add to it. LOL
Nice kid, in the National Guard, only time I ever gave a warning for doing 100+.
Quite a few years ago, my husband, who was probably 55 years old, had a ‘66 Nova that he'd spend hours to make it go faster, and then more hours to make it more stable. One day he took it out on our only local highway in our rural area to see how fast it was. Thankfully, I was not with him.
The needle in the speedometer was pegged when he said he saw a state cop traveling in the oncoming lane. He flew past him, glanced in his rear view mirror, and saw the cop do a fast u-turn and put on his lights. As soon as he found a safe spot to pull over, my husband stopped and waited for the trooper.
“Do you know how fast you were going?” asked the policeman. As the speedometer was pegged, my husband could honestly say, “Not really.”
The trooper said, “Just cleaning it out, I assume. Well, at least you didn't make me chase you down. Thanks for that.” And all he got was a warning, and a reminder that the posted speed is 55.
I was 22 and had a brand new Chevy Impala, and was curious about how fast it would go. I went out to a rural part of the county with a long straight stretch, and got it up to 124 mph, but had to slow down for a steep approach to a bridge while there was still power to spare. Got slowed down to the speed limit of 55, and went over the bridge, and there not one, not two, but three California Highway Patrol cars. Thank you to whoever designed that bridge.
This is not as a cop but as someone who was speeding once. It was a strange occurrence. I’d been visiting a friend of mine about 15 miles from home and it was after midnight. I was going 85 mph on a state highway with a 55 mph speed limit. I think I was in a hurry to get home as it was late, and didn’t expect a cop to be around then. But there was, and he pulled me over. He asked if I knew why he pulled me over. I played dumb and said “No, I don’t. Why?” He said “Your license plate light is out.” He had me get out and take a look at it. Sure enough, it was out. But I suspect he may have been checking to see if I was drunk (which I wasn’t). I told him I think I had a bulb in the glove box and could replace it now. He said no, just change it when you get home, and to be careful driving home. So I drove home at 55 mph after that.
My friend’s first day as a traffic officer, using the speed gun, he stopped a chap who was going approx 30 mph over the speed limit. When the fellow pulled over he stated he was having a heart attack, and my friend and his colleague’s initial reaction was to say “Yeah sure, you think we were born yesterday?”
To be on the safe side, they accompanied the man to hospital, writing out his speeding ticket on the way ready to present it to him when it was found he was putting it on. However, when they got there, they were gob smacked to discover he was telling the truth! Let’s just say that many donuts were had by their colleagues the next day for not initially recognizing the signs and providing treatment!
I believe in the Police as an institution - I think their job is absolutely necessary or society will break down irrevocably. Do I agree with the approach, methods and ethos of many modern Police officers? Absolutely not. Many of them should be immediately fired, or indeed arrested by their colleagues. However, fundamentally they are just human beings, and humans generally try to help each other out. A lot of these stories show officers understanding what is really important in a situation and dealing with it with compassion.
I was driving my mother to the ER one evening when she had a seizure and a stroke. I knew I wasn't going to make it to the hospital and called 911 who transferred me to city police. I told the cop where I was, what I was driving, flying (65 in a 35) stopping at red lights and running if nothing coming, going to fire dept. When I got there they came running out and and ambulance and 4 police cars show up as they are working on her, she had also coded. I told the cop if I'm getting a ticket please either do it fast or follow me to the ER, I didn't get a ticket. They had me leave as they were putting her in the ambulance and I had to stop as they passed me a couple of minutes later. We thought she would die from a heart attack instead of a brain tumor nobody knew about.
16 yrs old, in the early 1960s. Speeding in my first car before reaching a slight hill. Yep, received a ticket & had to appear infront of the judge as my parents thought it would be a good teaching lesson. Judge starts the lecture, parents are happy with his firmness. Then it happened, Judge: "Just why did you feel it necessary to break the speed limit young lady?" Me: "It's the car, sir" Judge: "What about the car?" Me without missing a beat: "Well, to get up that hill, I need a running start!" Judge chuckled "I haven't heard that one before. Dismissed, but be careful." Judge smiled, I smiled, parents knew me & realized the experience taught me nothing, lol.
I believe in the Police as an institution - I think their job is absolutely necessary or society will break down irrevocably. Do I agree with the approach, methods and ethos of many modern Police officers? Absolutely not. Many of them should be immediately fired, or indeed arrested by their colleagues. However, fundamentally they are just human beings, and humans generally try to help each other out. A lot of these stories show officers understanding what is really important in a situation and dealing with it with compassion.
I was driving my mother to the ER one evening when she had a seizure and a stroke. I knew I wasn't going to make it to the hospital and called 911 who transferred me to city police. I told the cop where I was, what I was driving, flying (65 in a 35) stopping at red lights and running if nothing coming, going to fire dept. When I got there they came running out and and ambulance and 4 police cars show up as they are working on her, she had also coded. I told the cop if I'm getting a ticket please either do it fast or follow me to the ER, I didn't get a ticket. They had me leave as they were putting her in the ambulance and I had to stop as they passed me a couple of minutes later. We thought she would die from a heart attack instead of a brain tumor nobody knew about.
16 yrs old, in the early 1960s. Speeding in my first car before reaching a slight hill. Yep, received a ticket & had to appear infront of the judge as my parents thought it would be a good teaching lesson. Judge starts the lecture, parents are happy with his firmness. Then it happened, Judge: "Just why did you feel it necessary to break the speed limit young lady?" Me: "It's the car, sir" Judge: "What about the car?" Me without missing a beat: "Well, to get up that hill, I need a running start!" Judge chuckled "I haven't heard that one before. Dismissed, but be careful." Judge smiled, I smiled, parents knew me & realized the experience taught me nothing, lol.