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This isn't really about hacking BMW's anymore is it? I got really excited about the title and then got extremely disappointed very quickly.
I'm sorry Pyro, it is really about what every thread and everything else on the Interwebz is about: The Tolerant Left.
/those bastards
Lol! Touchy touchy! I was just trying to be helpful! (in a smartass, tongue-in-cheek kinda way)
You should move back here then, no more Jesus Fish troubles! I had an "In God We Trust" license plate on until last year to throw off the scent of the radical Christians since my person already looks like a heathen. I even "Christianed" my way out of a speeding ticket once (before the plate)! Of course, there's little conflict when you're religiously Not Applicable.
Oh yeah, congrats on the binary 31!
In retrospect I think she was too dumb for being able to troll, so yes, some people are that stupid.
That's why we are doing it, right?
BTW, you don't have to point out that you were a smartass. Let jmerv decide that.
How did you achieve that?I even "Christianed" my way out of a speeding ticket once (before the plate)!
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I also want to hear the speeding ticket story. I seem to have good luck getting out of turn signal and not a complete stop type stuff by asking directions, and being my usual idiotic self, who was too cheap to buy a "GPS machine" (which is mostly true, I don't have GPS, but I'm rarely lost.).
But Speeding is one of those things where you just don't have an excuse. Especially if it's a morning commute thing. I truthfully told a cop about a year ago that I had to get to the work to open the vault, and if I was late we'd be late opening, and he didn't seem to care. He also seemed to take his time writing the ticket, making me have to speed even more once he was out of sight. So much for serve and protect, straight roads in good weather with stop lights should be higher speed limits, <10 mph over their artificially low limits shouldn't be tickets, but warnings. And I had a very lengthy record of no tickets.
I have noticed that if you drive into town they're pulling more people over just to check for insurance and a seat belt, and probably to get a good look at them. I had a guy in the town near my parent's pull me over, he never said why, but said he had to write a warning to fill his racial profiling quota (which i hope was a lie, pull over white guys so you have the excuse to pull over more mexicans? can't we just use probable cause as our reason for stopping people?), then he chatted me up for a while. He kept asking if I was burning rubber because I guess i smelled bad. it turned out I had spilled a little oil on my engine block when changing it, but because I smelled funny, we chatted uncomfortably long about anything rubber in my car, at first I thought he was implying that I was doing some type of drug, but he kept saying it was rubber--like he wanted me to KNOW he didn't think it was drugs. I'm not sure what his deal was but I guess he was trying to catch some drunks or something, and there wasn't any so maybe he was bored. It was fairly early on a sunday night if i remember, and my jeep is far from suspicious.
wow, so that response got long fast....I type this stuff as it pops in my head.
I know cops that believe in the basic speed law.
If they don't think it's unsafe for the conditions they don't give you a ticket, If they think your over the posted speed limit does not matter and your getting a ticket.
Blow a stop sign or a light and not see them and your not getting out of it though.
They all know they can pull you over with a few comment for the camera in the car now though.
I smell burning oil or rubber = unsafe car = probable cause.
Alright, I was heading home from college one day, and of course I was in a hurry, cause hey, HOME!! There was this long road near home that had a stupid low speed limit, like 35mph, but was a back road surrounded by other roads that were all 45. So, of course, I was like hey, backroad = 45, whatevs! Well, cop sitting behind a fence, red'n'blue, yup, pulled over. He came up, and saw my hair, and had an instant attitude. He didn't even say anything like "you know how fast you were going?", just asked for my license and registration, looked at them for a second, then told me how fast I was going, 52 I think. He sounded really annoyed and you know how you can just tell someone doesn't like you? He had a healthy dose of that.
He asked, smugly, where I was in such a hurry to get to. I told him that I was on my way home from my college, and that I was in a hurry cause I needed to pack my gear to go try out for a new band I was trying to join, and I was running kinda late. (Alright, I know I just lost ALL of you. That is like THE worst possible frickin' thing you can say to a hick cop, but bear with me!!) He bit, to my relief "Heh, oh yeah" *smirk* "What kinda music?" *smirk*. I told him they were a local christian rock group called <name omitted>. These were frenemies of mine and my band, so I knew enough on how to bluff using them. He looked a little taken aback, and said the name sounded familiar. Then he said I didn't look much a guy who'd play in a christian band. My response was actually straight from things I'd heard them talk about. I told him that was sorta their thing, bringing the Word to people who may seem pretty far away from it. I threw in something like, "Those who seem to be the most out of reach need to be reached the most." After that, he was all smiles, and we had a friendly little chat for a minute. Then he told me to slow it down, let me off with a warning, and wished me luck with the audition!!! THE POWA' OF CHRIST COMPELS YOU!!!
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Another funny story on that road (that happened before the above story) was that I was going down that road the other way, and a cop came up behind me, but in something of a hurry. Not a "I've gotta pass you, so slide, Clyde" hurry, but he clearly thought the speed limit was bull too. Well, he came up on me and had to slow down because I was only going about 45 (in the 35). The normal reaction is "****, cop, brake", but I kept going my speed, looked in the rear view, and kinda waved. I even sped up a little. Well, he followed me for a ways, then darted into a gas station at the end of the road. I looked back just before he turned, and he held up his hand in a wave!I thought that was nice!
It was a nice time around here then. The cops had recently gotten rid of their ticket quota system, and was years before they turned into the Mobile Road-Tax Collection Hit Squad(tm). *shakes fist*
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