Most expensive speeding ticket
#1
Most expensive speeding ticket
The weekend of Feb 5th, my wife and I went over to see my daughter at college in Idaho. Montana has a speed limit of 75 on the interstate and I do about 80. No problem, I consider myself a good driver. Well I got over the pass into Idaho and had slowed down to 75. Well Idaho has a speed limit of 60 going down the pass and then it will vary on the rest of the interstate.
It just happens that the only spot open in the guard rail I passed at 75 mph the same time that a Idaho state trooper got to it. This was where it was 60 mph. He turned around and I went ahead and pulled over before he got to me, thinking that this might get me out of the ticket. I was very nice to him. I thought about trying to show some cleavage, but being that I am a guy, I have none. He write's me a ticket for $53.00. I was still nice and took it.
Idaho needs to lighten up abit on their ticket prices to the policemen ball.
So, with all of you drivers, what is the most expensive ticket that you have gotten?
Tom
It just happens that the only spot open in the guard rail I passed at 75 mph the same time that a Idaho state trooper got to it. This was where it was 60 mph. He turned around and I went ahead and pulled over before he got to me, thinking that this might get me out of the ticket. I was very nice to him. I thought about trying to show some cleavage, but being that I am a guy, I have none. He write's me a ticket for $53.00. I was still nice and took it.
Idaho needs to lighten up abit on their ticket prices to the policemen ball.
So, with all of you drivers, what is the most expensive ticket that you have gotten?
Tom
#2
500 and change.
105 in the 55. No registration. No insurance. No inspection. No seat belts. Wreckless driving. Never paid. I moved.
Funny thing is, after a few years of not renewing your license the expunge the whole record of you apparently. When i came to Indiana they asked where else i had licenses and i told them Texas only to have Texas say i never had one there. No tickets....nothing. At the time i still knew the number by heart and Texas had no info to give.
105 in the 55. No registration. No insurance. No inspection. No seat belts. Wreckless driving. Never paid. I moved.
Funny thing is, after a few years of not renewing your license the expunge the whole record of you apparently. When i came to Indiana they asked where else i had licenses and i told them Texas only to have Texas say i never had one there. No tickets....nothing. At the time i still knew the number by heart and Texas had no info to give.
#7
Several years ago while going up to Whistler ski resort in British Columbia I was driving the wifes Audi 5000 turbo. We came up to the top of a mountain pass and this Jetta pulled right in front of me and hit the brakes. I could see for at least two miles on the down hill slope so I passed him. At the bottom was the RCMP. I didn't even bother going past them. I forget the exact speed, somewhere in the nieghborhood of 140 kph in a 90 kph zone. $375.00 Canadian.
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#8
Got two flats tires, had to walk home (pre cell phones) to get extra tire (got a ride from halfway, total trip was like 5 miles), come back with brother and cops gives me "abandonment" ticket, cost me $30 bucks + plus mandatory court appearence fees $30 = $60... Then cause of that ticket, got booted from parents policy, insurance said they'd drop them if parents didn't take me off. They said because of this ticket and one last year show a "bad pattern", BS. Was paying 500 year for insurance thru parents, now pay 1000. so that was about a 560 ticket, plus 2 new tires, all because I hit the curb.
#12
Knock wood. I haven't had a 'paying ticket' in 30 years.
With that said. . . . Jan. 7, 2003 - I was on my way to Maryland's Eastern Shore, to visit my daughter at college, for her 21st birthday.
I was in my truck (Dakota at the time) and got a flat tire from some debris left over from an accident.
I'm on Route 50 going east-bound in light traffic. BOOM! Blowout from this piece of what looked like angle-iron. 6:30 a.m. still not quite daylight, yet.
I'm in the left lane of the highway, going 75 mph., nearing Annapolis.
I get off the road and change the flat. (It was 25-26°.)
I get back on the road, and try to make up some time. After crossing the Chesapeake Bay bridge I climb up to 85-90 mph. (I had told my daughter that I would be in Salisbury (MD) at 9:00 a.m. to take her to breakfast.
(Please keep in mind, most of the traffic is going west-bound, opposite from my direction. They are heading toward Annapolis and Wash., DC.)
Well .. . . . I'm flying up the road. (Most of Rte. 50 is 55 mph zone).
As I'm approaching Easton, MD., I look into my rearview mirror, and what do I see. . . . "Maryland's finest."
"Christmas-time!!!!" Flashing blue and red lights right behind me. Oops!
I pull over, put the truck in Park, open the window, then put both hands on the steering wheel.
The Trooper calls in 'Traffic' and exits the car.
As he's walking up beside the truck, he glanced at the license plate, then starts 'tapping' the bedrail.
He puts his right hand onto the butt of his gun, then asks me IF I know why he pulled me over.
(Well DUH.)
I explained why I was speeding, re: the flat tire, trying to keep a promise to meet my daughter, etc., etc., etc.
He asked me IF I was a police officer. "No sir, I'm not." He asked me why I thought I could 'get away' with speeding through 'his' county.
I told him that I didn't think that I was 'getting away' with anything.
He took my driver's license and registation, and went back to his car.
A couple of minutes later he returns.
He hands me a piece of paper and says, "Sir. I have given you a written warning for going 1 mile over the limit. You don't have to do anything with this. It is just a warning. Go visit your daughter. Be careful, sir."
This guy snaps a salute, then disappears!!!
I had been going 85+ when he pulled me over. Needless to say, I went 55 mph the rest of the way to see my daughter!
With that said. . . . Jan. 7, 2003 - I was on my way to Maryland's Eastern Shore, to visit my daughter at college, for her 21st birthday.
I was in my truck (Dakota at the time) and got a flat tire from some debris left over from an accident.
I'm on Route 50 going east-bound in light traffic. BOOM! Blowout from this piece of what looked like angle-iron. 6:30 a.m. still not quite daylight, yet.
I'm in the left lane of the highway, going 75 mph., nearing Annapolis.
I get off the road and change the flat. (It was 25-26°.)
I get back on the road, and try to make up some time. After crossing the Chesapeake Bay bridge I climb up to 85-90 mph. (I had told my daughter that I would be in Salisbury (MD) at 9:00 a.m. to take her to breakfast.
(Please keep in mind, most of the traffic is going west-bound, opposite from my direction. They are heading toward Annapolis and Wash., DC.)
Well .. . . . I'm flying up the road. (Most of Rte. 50 is 55 mph zone).
As I'm approaching Easton, MD., I look into my rearview mirror, and what do I see. . . . "Maryland's finest."
"Christmas-time!!!!" Flashing blue and red lights right behind me. Oops!
I pull over, put the truck in Park, open the window, then put both hands on the steering wheel.
The Trooper calls in 'Traffic' and exits the car.
As he's walking up beside the truck, he glanced at the license plate, then starts 'tapping' the bedrail.
He puts his right hand onto the butt of his gun, then asks me IF I know why he pulled me over.
(Well DUH.)
I explained why I was speeding, re: the flat tire, trying to keep a promise to meet my daughter, etc., etc., etc.
He asked me IF I was a police officer. "No sir, I'm not." He asked me why I thought I could 'get away' with speeding through 'his' county.
I told him that I didn't think that I was 'getting away' with anything.
He took my driver's license and registation, and went back to his car.
A couple of minutes later he returns.
He hands me a piece of paper and says, "Sir. I have given you a written warning for going 1 mile over the limit. You don't have to do anything with this. It is just a warning. Go visit your daughter. Be careful, sir."
This guy snaps a salute, then disappears!!!
I had been going 85+ when he pulled me over. Needless to say, I went 55 mph the rest of the way to see my daughter!
Last edited by 00BlueOvalRanger; 02-07-2005 at 06:05 AM.