Good stories Fred.
I have a couple myself; but, not as good as getting pulled over twice by the same officer and having him tear up your ticket. That's awesome!
15 years old (that's when you get your license out on the bayou) in a 69 Mustang Fastback. I had a buddy in the car and he wanted to see what it could do. So I get on it and just as I shift to third I pass a cop going the other direction. Speedo check, it's at 90, and I'm in a 45 zone. I figure he's got to go a little ways before he can turn around so I slam it! My buddy starts screaming, "Just pull over...Just pull over". He sounded like a little girl!
After a short chase I got boxed in by a motorcycle cop and a regular patrol car. About five minutes later the officer I passed finally gets there. He screamed in my face and drug me around by my shirt a bit. That's bayou treatment for ya.
After he found out who I was, he was even more angry; but, let off in a hurry. It pays to be related to a supreme court judge. And even better to be related to two of them!!
I ran from the cops two other times in my life. One time I got caught and the other time I didn't. The time I didn't get caught, was when I was on my Katana 600.
I later got pulled over for 110 in a 55 on that thing. I was up here in WA then; but, still had my New Orleans License. He looked at my license and said "New Orleans!? No one's from New Orleans!" He then handed me back my license and said "I'm going home and you need to slow it down!" I said "Yes Sir!" and went on my way.