Twice in my life I’ve had others save me from a speeding ticket.
The first time I was headed to work around 3 am. A car dragging its bumper on the street went flying by the officer and I. Sparks flying everywhere. I heard quick footsteps as my license came flying through the window like a frisbee. “It’s your lucky day kid”!
The second time I was taking my wife to breakfast and was pulled over for speeding. The officers radio chirped about a confrontation on the road just up ahead. He said my partner will handle that. Seconds later oncoming traffic stopped to tell the officer they thought the other guys were about ready to kill each other. Same outcome, “You’re in luck young man”! Tosses my license and leaves.

Yes, and this one was in motion. I was driving maybe 10 mph above the speed limit. Swear to heaven it wasn't intentional, but speeding I was. Another sports car pulls up alongside me like maybe he wanted to drag. Well I didn't, but just then I see the red lights come on a few blocks behind us.

I thought, well he's got me. I was in fact speeding, though not racing. I get ready to pull over. But just then Mr. Fourbarrel zips in front of me and then takes a hard right into a dark residential neighborhood, obviously thinking he could just ditch the scene and leave me holding the bag.

But the cop was no dummy and must have guessed his move. He speeds around the same corner in hot pursuit, leaving me to motor away scott-free. Thanks, Leadfoot!

I'd broken up with a long distance relationship and left work to drive 450 miles to her house to pick up my stuff. I had the cruise control set at a speed way over the limit but was still passed by a car. They were about half a mile in front of me when we went around a gradual right turn with a below-grade on-ramp. CHP parked. I let off the cruise control but was passing and didn't want to hit the brakes, so I was coasting down to a reasonable speed when he pulled out onto the highway. He pulls across three lanes immediately and starts catching up behind me, then passes me on the left to pull over the car ahead of me.

Another time, I saved an idiot from a ticket. He was driving erratically in front of me, we both made a right turn in front of a motorcycle cop. I didn't see the officer, who was trying to pull around me on the right just as I switched lanes to the right and sped up to get around the guy. He pulled me over for speeding, didn't want to hear my excuse about the other driver, and scolded me saying he was about to handle it but I'd decided to be more of an idiot than the other guy. Coincidentally, it was the night before I was to pick up my Taurus.

I was at a stop light waiting to enter the interstate. Kid next to me in a late model Japanese. tried to change lanes in front of me a d cut me off. NO NO.... not with this 455 Bonneville. 65 (the limit),, 70...75, he hung on my rear bumper. close to 80 I glance across the median at a trooper heading the other way, I slow down other driver takes the lead. Trooper puts the patrol car across the median and has lights a going. Wife says why you slow down?? I said cause I'm getting a ticket.
Trooper blasts past me and stops the other car.
I took the next exit.

Got stopped [speeding] after work, maybe 11pm. TX State Trooper & had me standing behind my car.
Semi pulls up behind his cruiser & I overhead something about a erratic pickup. White truck flies by & the trooper gives me a 'slow down' and takes off after the truck.

I was a DPS licensed security officer [unarmed] in college, did a lot of neighborhood work on Lake Conroe.
Always stayed in uniform until i got home, got me out of a speeding ticket [I think] with another State Trooper.

Got bumped from behind before my soft once and the kid's eyes got huge when he saw me in a uniform get out of my car. Tiny license plate bolt indentation on my bumper, shrugged it off & told the kid not to worry about it. Gave me a good chuckle later. Guess he thought he'd rear-ended and off-duty cop.

I was hunting drunks one night and had stopped a dude for 70 in a 55 zone. I had him out of his car and was talking to him between our cars when we heard something approaching us at a high rate of speed. It was a Highway Patrol car going about 120 or so. No lights or siren. After the turbulence subsided, I told my speeder to have a safe trip home!

If you know SR-85 between I-10 and I-8 in AZ, you can really hammer it out there sometimes. I was in my Porsche 993 going 120 or more, radar detector with me, when an Audi pulled up next to me, wanting to race. I got a full KA band blast then and slammed the brakes. Audi kept on going. A state trooper on foot waved him down ahead and I just drove by a little over the limit, wondering how much he was gonna have to pay.

Our beagle saved my ex-husband one. He had been out at the lake all day with friends and was driving home at night, likely a little over the limit beer-wise, and got pulled over in a very small town. Cop had him call me. Said if I’d come get him he’d let him go because there were only two of them on patrol that night, the other guy was on a call and it would take him too long to figure out something to do with my dog if he took my husband in.

When I was 19 I got pulled over for speeding. The cop got his ticket book out and a mustang flew past us hauling ass. The cop said "You can go!" and ran to his car. I was so thankful. That would've been the ticket that made me lose my license.

A little off topic …

I got pulled over in Iowa ( I’m from out of state) by a deputy. After he took my license and registration back to his car and ran them he came back up to me on the right side and asked if he could sit in the passenger seat. He wrote the ticket sitting next to me, but knocked it down so it wouldn’t get reported back to my home state and insurance company. I got a ticket, but at least he was a really nice guy. No animosity whatsoever (I was, after all, guilty as hell).

We chatted a bit, including why was I in Iowa? (I was hiring a manager for our company) I waited until the ticket writing was done and actually asked him if he knew anyone who might be interested in the job. Kind of funny in retrospect.

On I-84 in Connecticut going towards Sturbridge I came around a corner and a statie stepped away from his car and pointed at me and the car that was passing me at about 10 mph faster. Apparently they were using an airplane.

I pulled over, the other guy didn't. First thing the cop said to me was, "Don't worry, he's in a lot more trouble than you are." Ended up with just a written warning.

I’ve been the idiot back in my misspent youth. There’s a reason I kid with my boys that I can never go back to Tupelo, Mississippi.

I was on the Chereohlala Skyway rolling way over the speed limit on my FZ1 and got a ticket, the NC state trooper lowered it so I wouldn’t have to appear in court (I live in Indiana). I got about 3 miles down the road and got popped again by a different trooper. Turns out there was some type of shooting, I think it was a murder in Robbinsville. The trooper left me there on the side of the road , no explanation just threw my papers at me and left. That ticket cost me $400 and that was back in 2008ish.

Not an idiot, unfortunately a friend.

I lived in Ohio in the '70s, just south of the Michigan border. At that time the only thing that was legal to drink in Ohio under age 21 was 3.2% beer, whereas all alcoholic beverages were available at age 18 in Michigan, so we frequented a little country bar a few miles over the line.

In the ignorance of youth, a friend and I left a party and decided to see who could make it to this bar first, him in a Karmann-Ghia and me a '72 Barracuda with a small V8. I had hit double the speed limit plus, and pulled into the bar a good way ahead of him.

Much to my chagrin a Michigan State Trooper pulled in right behind me. An older Trooper got out of the passenger side and requested my license & registration. He looked at them for a minute and started to hand them back when the Karmann-Ghia careened around the last corner into the bar. At this point the younger Trooper who was driving says "Let's get him", and they take off after my friend.

My buddy was ticketed for Reckless Operation.

Motoring along in Dallas about 20 over the limit, when I see the oncoming Highway Patrol. Sure enough he hits the lights, and crosses the median, makes a u-turn headed my way.

I think, "well, Fuck!". As he is approaching me, the guy behind me pulls over, and so does the officer!

Yay! Thanks for falling on that sword, idiot.

In the wee hours one morning I was pulled over. As the cop was doing something, a hoopty car sped by dragging a large grill behind it. Turns out 4 thugs had pulled it off a gun shop window and had burglarized the place. The cop tossed me my license and chased after the idiots.

I was the idiot. MANY years ago I was headed north on a road when I saw a girl in high school that I had a crush on, get pulled over by local police gong south on a new 4 lane road. I stopped on the opposite side and did a small burnout (68 Plymouth GTX) and continued to go. The officer came after me and forgot about her. Never saw her again but it was FUN.

Just like other situations above, I got pulled on the highway for a minor speed infraction, and in the middle of the transaction, another car drove by going very fast, I don't know how fast, but a LOT faster than I was going. He watched the car fly by, told me to have a nice day before he wrote the ticket, and took off after the race car driver. It was obvious he wanted to have fun with a high speed chase instead of just raising money for the county with low grade speeding tickets from drivers like me and soccer moms in minivans. When that dude flew by you could feel the gleam in his eye to go after that driver. It was quite humorous and a good ending to my day.

many years ago I was on my way to work,
630 or so in the AM on a holiday (don't recall which)
known speedtrap road at the time, and I was running 65 in a 55,
popped a hill, not thinking about my speed, and saw the state trooper,
he immediately straightened up , grabbed the shifter and lights, and started moving,
I let off , kept saying shit shit shit, I am getting a ticket and then a 1st get Nissan (datsun?) Maxima wagon came by, flying, with I swear 15 Mexican's in it, in a maybe 5 person car, (+ back area)

Trooper blew past me and pulled them, I hit the cruise for 59 and kept going,



years later I had to go see Dad when he was in Assisted Care on a Sunday,
I had a Cooper S and was flying, last in line on a busy city expressway, of a group running close to 80, (in a 60)

fast lane, next lane over had a row of tractor trailers, and in the gap I saw a State Trooper,
what seemed like 2 seconds later he was behind me wiht lights on,,,

P managed to merge over between 2 trucks, and he kept going, pulling the first dude in the line, and maybe the 2nd,,,

I had dropped to the speed limit and kept it there for a while

Me being an idiot saved someone else from a ticket. I was in SFO near AT&T park. I was parked in a metered spot on the street. I ventured back to the car (a rental) and noticed a meter maid was giving me a ticket. As I approached and explained to the meter maid I had paid for my spot, I realized I'd input the wrong parking location in the app. The meter maid couldn't have been cooler, ripped up the ticket and said not to worry about it. He took off and as I attempted entry in to the car, the keyless wasn't working. As I continued to push the unlock button on the fob, I noticed some lights flashing in my periphery, which were for MY FUCKING RENTAL CAR, two spots down the street.

Same car, same color, 2 spots away.