The Bullet to Dodge

We all know where the police usually like to set their traps, but have you ever been able to dodge it once they tagged you?

A few years ago, I was driving from LaCrosse to where I lived outside of Holmen, when I hit the usual police trap.  It's a place where there's a stop light just before the the speed limit drops from 45 to 25 just as you get into town.  Anyway, the police normally sit and wait off to the right side of this intersection (going north).  So I went through around 8:45 pm at 48 mph, only remembering the speed drop after passing the light.  I immediately hit the brakes and brought my speed down to an appropriate level.  I even recall thinking, "I hope a cop didn't just see that."

I had driven maybe another half a mile, and then I saw the tell-tale red and blue flashing lights in my rear-view mirror.  He was still a ways off, so I kept going until the car was within a tenth of a mile, and then signaled and carefully pulled off to the side.  There I waited for the patrol car to slow and pull in... except it went right past me.  I waited until it was about half a block ahead before pulling out again, and watched the progress of the lights.  They continued for over a mile, where there's an intersection marked jct OT, at which point the lights turned off, and the officer turned around to return to his position.  It occurred to me that the officer was looking for someone exceeding the speed limit, and most likely drunk.  But I had realized and rectified my mistake before he could truly begin pursuit.

This is not quite as awesome as what happened last week, when my brother and I were going back to our place from grocery shopping around 10:30 pm.  We were going 29 in a 25 zone, when we noticed someone coming up behind us, and closing the distance fast.  There was another vehicle visible behind them that seemed to be keeping pace.  We were just about to turn to go down the street where we live, and the front end of the car behind us had almost disappeared behind the tailgate of  the truck.  I mentioned his approach, and my brother came to a full and complete stop in the intersection, whereupon we both turned around and stared into the car tailing us.  After a few moments of that, we pulled onto our street, but I kept watching the guy.  Just then, the police lights on the car behind the one tailgating us turned on, and the siren sounded.  They both were lurching to a halt as I lost sight of them.  I exclaimed, "Dude!  That was a cop behind him!"  My brother said, "What?  That's awesome!  There is some justice in this world!"