The newbies had a BLAST.. or at least this one did.



One of the many funny stories, of those you will here about, April and I, met up with the Metro crew from NY area close to I-81 & I-64, we had a dozen or so cars hauling ass down 81. Many folks had radar detectors, and we felt pretty comfortable maintaining 100+. (April and I made the complete trip in 7 & 1/2 hours, and stopped for a half hour for meeting, fueling, etc.... do the math... 640 miles)

We get to I-40 closing in on Knoxville at a slow pace of around 75-80 thru a 55mph construction zone. This idiot pulls in line with us with a pickup truck and runs off the left side of the road, kicking up rocks, so I grab fourth and blow around this a-hole, and another SUV that was in the way, and get back in line. Then all of a sudden the blue lights pop on in the SUV that is NOW on my ass.

I pull over and the officer says "what's your hurry".. "you were doing 85 in a work zone" I told him that I wasn't in a hurry and that I was only ticked off at the idiot in the pickup. He goes back to his SUV with my license and registration, sits there for 10 minutes, gets back out and ask me more questions. At this point I figure I am going to see the judge. He says "where were all those other Honders going? I decided since he asked I would just tell him. I said "we are all going to the Dragon, we have over 100 cars and we plan on driving wide open and scrub off some rubber. He says "yeah, I heard about you people".... so he goes back into his truck and sits for another minute or so, gets out and walks back up to the car and asked "do you know how to get to the hotel from here?"...Hell yes I say, and this country bumpkin says "can you get there doing the speed limit?".. Hell yes I say, he says "then get the hell out of here" "FCUKING A I SAY" No problem officer..the fine goodlooking officer of the law he was.. And off I went... Yeeeee haaaawwwww...

One of the many stories that are to true to believe.

Luck was on our side and shinning down on us.

 

 

Another one that worked out well...

Alex, April, Chad, Dave and I, were heading home and getting a little hungry, so we decided to stop in Roanoke for a bite to eat. I led the group, seeing I am originally from Roanoke, and have tons of family there. I decided to get off an exit that I was not real sure about, but it looked like some new places had been built since my last trip through. We get off and start down the road and someone says in the radio that we should eat Mexican. I see a El Rodeo about one second after we passed it. The I see a cop sitting in the parking lot of the Mexican restaurant starting to pull out. I whip a quick U turn in the middle of the road and head back. The others went further up to make a more legal turn. The cop stops and doesn't move. I holler in the radio that the cop is still sitting there. But everybody follows me into the lot. I park and then April backs into the slot next to me. I start walking towards the cop and he pulls right down to the front of Aprils car and turns the blue lights on. EVERYBODY else scatters thru the lot then. Hiding the fact they don't have FRONT plates on their cars. The cop gets out, and I say HOWDY OFFICER and stick my hand out to shake his. He freaks the Fcuk out and steps back and says to April. "I need your license and registration".. (sounded familiar somehow ) (also, this cop looks younger than CHAD) Then he says to everybody else the same thing. Except me of course I have my plate on the front. Then he looks at Dave and says the same, and Dave says "I'm from Georgia" like that means something cool...and the cop says okay. So Dave and go inside to save a table for the gang. We were really concerned about our friends. Dave was concerned the cop would walk over and see that those Georgia plates expired 18 months ago. So after a few minutes our friends come inside the restaurant and say "he let us go" Well sorta...we all have to put our plates on before we leave.

In the meantime..the Metro gang catches up to us and we all roll out the parking lot...minus the front plates, except me of course...

Another good day for the Mid-A-holers

 

I love stories. Especially ones with good endings.

 

Good stuff

 

Damn that Dave guy.. he always gets away....

 

He probably just wanted to see what was going on when he saw a bunch of nice cars cruising around.

 

And we may have romped on it a little bit when we came off the highway

 

Hmmmmm

 

How was the Birthday Party???? Sorry my clone wasn't ready in time.