Or, after some old man turned left in front of me causing me to crash into him, cop comes to the hospital and writes me up for driving in N.C. with a Calif. license. They did nothing to the old man that left the scene and had to be stopped by a bystander.
Had one that liked to follow me home from the late shift at G.E. and sit right on my bumper.
N.C. Troopers ate excrement at that time, sounds like things have not changed much.
Being an NC native, I have to ask, are you sure you’re referring to State Troopers and not city or county? I’ve had no problems whatsoever with the troopers, they’ve long been known for restraint and professionalism. City and county can be another matter entirely. I’ve had problems with them in the past, depending upon location. There are a few places that are known for borderline harassment. Riding your bumper, sometimes with high beams on, was a favorite way to cause you to cross the center line, weave or something else giving them cause to pull you over.
Have to say, i got severely burned for a speeding ticket some years back in NC. The trooper was professional - and I was totally guilty. Paid the fine over the internet the following day. Bought an Escort (radar detector) after paying my fine.Expensive lesson.
I was driving in a yellow MG midget from Cecil Field in FL to my home in MA back in 1978, and I was driving straight through, because...I am on leave, and have to get home to party with my friends!
So, I am driving up I-95 north, crossing from NC into VA, and I have been on the road for...probably10-12 hrs with barely a bathroom break. I have music on, and am just doodling along in the left lane, doing about 60-65 back when it was 55 everywhere, when I look in my rear-view mirror to see lights behind me. I had no idea there was even a cop behind me, I was just zoning a little bit.
I pull over, and the cop gets out, slams his door, and stomps up to my car. When he gets there, he puts both hands on the door (pretty low for an MG) and sticks his entire mirror-sunglasses face and Smoky The Bear hat into the window (not easy to do in that car) and yells at me “BOY. YOU WERE SPEEDING!”
I kind of stuttered, because he was so close, and I think I was going a little over the limit, but before I could get anything out, he said “I followed you for about five miles, right behind you, giving you every chance to pull over and let me pass. I saw you look at me, and then just keep driving! I think you are just being a wise ass.”
I really was stuttering, partially because I couldn’t afford to get a ticket, and partially because I am usually pretty deferential to authority and try to be polite to them, and said “Really...I honestly didn’t see you back there...I have been driving for a while and didn’t even see you! I honestly wasn’t being a wise ass!”
He didn’t even bother to check my license and registration. He pointed north, and said “The border is up there. If I see you speeding again around here, you’re going to get a ticket, or worse.”
I said “Yes Sir!” and drove off!
Normally, I do scan constantly, but...I had been on the road for a while!
Since neither you nor I were there we don’t know what happened
You do sound like you have a chip on the old shoulder