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gassersgarage

The California Kid
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Back in the 70's, I was caught for street racing and had to go to court. In Van Nuys, you could ask for a mini-trial at your arraignment and you could be heard that day. I took a friend, as a witness, to contest the ticket.

As I walked into court, the bailiff stopped my friend and said. "What are you doing here again?". My friend said he was appearing on my behalf. He looked at him, squinting his eyes and said, "Are you a professional witness?", as he motioned both of us in.

When my case was called, I stood before the judge and said. "Your Honor, it was a mistake, I drive an economy car. I drive a 75' Chevy Monza. I was coming home from a party. There was a pickup truck I was passing. As I passed him, he took off burning rubber and the officer thought I was racing. I even had a rice cooker in the passenger seat that I had used at the party. I also have a witness that saw the whole thing."

As my witness stood up, the bailiff went to the Judge and whispered in his ear. The bailiff pointed to my friend and the only thing I heard was "professional witness". The bailiff and the judge began to laugh and I thought, "Geez, I shoulda brought a tooth brush, I'm going to jail!!!".

My buddy told his story and the Judge dismissed the ticket. Boy, was I happy. :D

PS - Chevy Monza had a 350 and the Ford P/U has a medium riser 427. But I did have a rice cooker at the time. The P/U paid $135.

Anyone else get out of a cite???
 
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Ditto!!!

i wish, i always get nailed :(

Ditto!!! Although I had a woman judge one time & she was very nice. She asked me what happened... I said "I'm sorry Mam... I was speeding". She said... "That's refreshing... u're the 1st person today that has told me the truth"!!! I laughed, so did she & so did everyone else in the courtroom!!! Still had to pay!!!

BoB
 
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i was caught going 65 in a 50 while it was raining. The ticket was $50, but the bad thing was the cop went to my house and gave my mom the ticket! Thank God I wasn't grounded.
 
I got caught going 75 in a 40 at around midnight back when i was in highschool (about six years ago). Instead of jailing me and impounding the car the cop decided to call my dad and give him a lecture. Needless to say, I don't know if going to jail would have been any worse then what i faced at home. :p
 
I don't have any good stories like the rest but I'm curious about the professional witness gasser. Had he testified for someone else too?
 
I don't have any good stories like the rest but I'm curious about the professional witness gasser. Had he testified for someone else too?
Yeah, another friend of ours that got popped for street racing. My witness was a guy named "Paul". He had a 70' Torino with a Boss 429, 4 spd and 4:11's. The friend that he testified for was "Joe", who had a 66' GTO, 400 with a 4 spd. Don't know what happened to "Paul" but "Joe", I heard, is in prison, back east. He supposely has a "contract" on him for testifying against the mob.

There's one story, in particular, I could tell about "Joe" and his family business but this is a family site............:eek:
 
This might be my favorite story of all time...

I drove a 74 dodge dart 4-door gold on gold in high school. In 75 a cool car sure but in 99 when i was in high school it was the greatest. Well right after i got it i hadn't dropped the tank yet and it was full of rust but i just used an inline fuel filter to and had to stop every 30 miles to clean it out....well i was young and let it go to long and got stranded about 5 miles from my local shop. I called my father and had him come meet me to take me to get a filter....

He had had enough and told me to get back in and put it in neutral. Well the five miles was flat up until the last hill which was a doosy. he used his pick up to push my dart the 5 miles and then at the top of the hill gave it a good push and let me take off. By the time i got halfway down the hill (about half a mile) who knows how fast i was going but i couldn't stop or i couldn't coast into the shop so i am passing people with the engine cut off as i flew down the hill past a cop....

He peels out lights and sirens and i guess assumed i was out hot rodding...well i still didn't stop i had to get to the shop...by this time father is no where to be found and i am running from the state trooper with my engine cut off....

As i pulled into the shop he jumps out gun out of its holster and tells me to get out with my hands up. He didn't notice i didn't have to turn the car off. I explained it too him as he was walking up to cuff me and father drove in at about the same time. Then out come all the shop guys just laughing their heads off because they had seen me use this trick before.

The cop ended up popping the hood and enjoying it but i nearly pooped my pants.
 

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