It was the day before Christmas, a few years back. It was the end of shift when I saw a guy without a seatbelt. I stopped him and told him to buckle up and let him off with a warning. Just then, I heard the roar of a car approaching at high speed. I grabbed my radar and got him at 55 in a 35, still accelerating. I made a U-turn, caught the car at a red light and ran the plate. It was a '72 Camaro registered to a Hispanic name. There were 3 male Blacks. The light turned green and I activated my red and blue lights to make a traffic stop. In my mind, I thought the car might be a fresh stolen since it was obvious, it didn't belong to anyone in the car.
The car actually pulled over and as I got out, the hairs on the back of my neck stood up. I pulled my gun and ordered all the occupants to stick their hands out of the windows. I walked up. looked inside for weapons. Seeing none, I ordered the driver to step out. I patted him down and told him to place his hands on the trunk. I told the passengers, if their hands went back into the car, I'd kill the driver, then I'd kill them.
The driver didn't have a license so I went through his wallet looking for any ID. Just then, a radio call came out stating that the Comfort Inn and just been robbed at gun point. Suspects were 3 male Blacks. I sat the driver on the curb and waited for a broadcast. The broadcast said, the suspect were last seen in a white car and the Camaro was white. I detained the 3 suspects till back up arrived. The gun was behind the dash and the rear passenger had the cash.
All in all, it was a good Christmas Eve.
