Anybody got any good car chase stories?

[pstall]

I was watching the end of Pineapple Express. Which BTW reminds me alot of my youth and the scene at the breakfast table about all they had did and they mentioned car chase.

And I had a couple.

Anybody else?

[The Saltman]

uve been chased by the police?

[pstall]

yes i have

[The Saltman]

lol

[pstall]

twice i was pulled and the cops did NOT do anything to me because I either had done some drugs with them in the past or sold to them or had a connection.

ok, pstall, have a good night man.

[The Saltman]

twice i was pulled and the cops did NOT do anything to me because I either had done some drugs with them in the past or sold to them or had a connection.

ok, pstall, have a good night man.

wow lol thats crazy

[Jangler]

Damn, you are Scarface.

[pstall]

one cop, who was super corrupt pulls me and some friends. we each have drugs on us. he is looking at my license and goes, hmm, pstall. I recognize that name. Have I ever pulled you before? No sir officer.

like a year later at a party, passing a doob around, he is there. hey man, i THOUGHT i recognized you.

the car chase story tho. actually this one was Winthrop Vice(security). We are out real late on campus and spot some girls in their room by an upstairs window. We start chatting them up and the girl asks my buddy to pull his thingy out. He goes ok and does it and asks them to do the same. They laugh and he gets mad and throws a rock thru their window. He normally didn't hang with us for obvious reasons.

So we run into the car, a sharp looking 80 Capri. haha. We are trying to sneak off campus and here comes the Winthrop dudes. We are bolting thru neighborhoods and then a city cop jumps in. We run thru a red light and we are going like 60-70 in one hood, i tell my buddy to kill the lights and make a super hard left at the last second. He makes it, we almost go into a deserted lot, keeps the car together and slides back up the other way while the cops go past where we were. We take so many side roads to get home and we make it.

[Guest]

never been chased by police. "Cant outrun a Motorola" as they say... but...

This is like 8th-9th grade. There was an older guy who we called Queerbait. We never hung out with him much but one day we were so I guess he had some good weed. Anyway we were in his car, a 60-something Ford, and some guys he had pissed off earlier started chasing us, ready to kick all of our asses (these were big dudes). We always made fun of Queerbait, but that day...when the chase started he said "EVERYBODY SHUT UP!!" and turned off the radio. It was like a chase out of a movie. He took the turns, slid around corners perfectly, just like a stunt driver. He was like nothing we had seen before. It lasted about 15 minutes before we lost the big dudes.

[The Saltman]

im surprised your old ass can remember that

[Zcustom]

I was chased by a girlfriend once, good times

[The Saltman]

I was chased by a girlfriend once, good times

outrunning a 400lb woman is not a chase.

[Guest]

im surprised your old ass can remember that

I am too

[CharlotteBeer.com]

I've got several chase stories. I'll throw out just one for now, though I was doing the chasing.

When I was younger, I had a temper -- and I still do behind the wheel. To top it all off, I was paranoid and convinced that people were always staring at me or talking about me. And sometimes they were. I'm still like this to a degree.

Anyway, some friends and I were driving down 51 in my Blazer. We were stopped at a stoplight, and I can feel the guy in the car beside me staring at me. I look over, and as soon as I do, he flips me off. The light's still red, and I'm pissed. I get out of the car, grab my hockey stick out of the back, and start heading over to this kid's car. Meanwhile, the light turns green and he guns it.

I hop back in the car and haul ass after this guy, who turns into some subdivision. We're flying through there at about 50 mph, virtually launching over those big, rounded speed bumps that are meant to be taken at 15 mph or so. Up ahead, a car is coming from the other direction -- it's a cop who served as security for that subdivision. The other guys, scared out of their minds, flag him down as I turn off my lights and gun it, hoping to find my way out of the subdivision.

I turned down a road that eventually became a cul-de-sac, and upon coming back out to the main road was pulled over by the cop. He comes to my window, and I realize I've seen him before.

"Hey, didn't I sell your daughter a bike at The Sports Authority?" I ask. He pauses a minute and then just nods before asking what happened. I told him the truth, and he just kept saying sometimes I just need to learn to let things go.

I still haven't learned that.