Saturday night I'm driving home at around 1:30 am and I get passed by probably eight cars doing at least 150 km/hr. Sure enough, the fuzz shows up and one of them is pulled over. Continuing my leasurely drive down Glenmore I find myself pulled over right by 68th street for... street racing?
Apparently I was following the group of kids (which would have been hard doing 80 km/hr) and he wants to give me a ticket with a mandatory court appearance.
I asked how he assumed it was me racing as I got pulled over at least 5 minutes after I passed them and he explained that he saw me "swerve into the right lane and accelerate to match their speed".
I explained to him that it was late, I just got off work, and that I was NOT street racing nor have I even taken my car above the speed limit. I explained that my turbo was gone and that my car probably couldn't reach a speed over 120 km/hr anyways.
He goes back into his cruiser for about 15 minutes, then comes back out and tells me that he's giving me a "serious warning." and that he's got me "on file and won't be so leniant next time".
I'm driving home and I figued I probably could phone in and claim harassment, but I was too effing tired to care. A big THUMBS DOWN to the dinks that whipped past me and the cop too.