Posted on 09/30/2025 12:20:50 PM PDT by lowbridge
We love dirty laundry.
Decapitated yes, but his brain’s still protected safe by his helmet.
/s
Now on a more serious note,
these police chases on the roadways, highways....
often involve high speeds and quick or even dangerous maneuvers
and sometimes result in crashes, deaths and/or serious
injuries (sometimes innocent bystanders get run over or maimed, too)
I am on the law enforcement side but -— with today’s advanced technologies especially — how many of these dangerous car chases are really necessary? And if any are still “necessary” — would it be okay to limit them to the most serious sorts of situations (not lifting a six pack from the 7/11 or?)
Am I on a reasonable path here or maybe I’m totally off?
Thanks for any ideas, inputs...
yes, I realize that police officers are skilled, trained drivers but that isn’t, can’t be enough to prevent crashes in high speed chases..
gee, all it took was one dedicated police officer in a car and a motorcycle.... there are lots of both in modern America.....to .... obsolete Dr. Joseph-Ignace Guillotin’s great invention.
is nothing scared anymore?
He saved himself from a fine.
If he had a helmet on and the undertaker is good, his family can still have an open casket funeral.
My friend loved motorcycles and was just out for a joyride when an idiot ended his life and shattered his wife's. Good thing he was a minister and a faithful follower of Christ or else this story's ending would be even more tragic.
Lived in Midland 3 yrs.
Working Jim Hall Racing
Near the Airport!
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God Bless TEXAS!
Well….. that’s just him all over
Bikes can be dangerous.
With ‘is ‘ead tooked underneath ‘is arm....
Duuuuuuuuude!
ouch....but I expect he never knew what hit him.
Maybe... Only one way to know, and it’s hard to interview them.
I owned almost the exact Z-28....trashed it almost the exact same way...
Ugh
He heard that running from police could get him ahead in life.
Must have heard wrong.
My brother was lucky, and he recovered.
My dad was really against motorcycles.
My grandfather was a motorcycle cop in Paterson, NJ. He died of complications from a motorcycle accident when my dad was 12.
My uncle (Dad’s brother) crashed his motorcycle and slid in gravel for about 50 yards. It took the doctors about 6 hours to remove all the gravel from his skin.
When I was a wee lad we had a station wagon with a metal luggage rack on top. Some genius on a motorcycle rear ended the car while Dad sat at a stop light. The rider went over his handlebars and his head hit the metal bar of the luggage rack. He flipped over the car and landed on the hood, on his back, with his exposed brain on display towards the windshield.
Needless to say I was forbidden from riding motorcycles, ever. While away at college I got a moped to be able to get across campus in time for classes. Dad had a fit. My next birthday they bought me a car.
Walk it off, Champ.
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