i tried a few times in my younger/wilder days; not a very bright thing to do.
got caught twice: once on foot, once in a car.
my friends and i were successful almost all of the time on foot because the average weight of the cops in my hometown was about 300lbs each. it was kind of a joke.
the time i got caught we broke into the high school to get water from the fountains. we used to play street hockey in the high school tennis courts across the street on sundays. unbeknownst to us, someone had broken in one weekend and stole cash from a teacher's desk, so the next weekend, they were wating for us. i almost made it, but got my wrist impaled on the top of a 10 foot chain link fence trying to get away. i was just hanging there by my wrist, so even the tub-o-lards were able to catch up. i didn't get in trouble because they caught the thieves later that night, and my alibi coincided with all of the other hockey players'. i just got a slap on the wrist, you might say.
the time i got caught in a car, i was heading over a friend's house early in the morning before going canoeing for the day. on the way to his house, canoe starpped to the top of the car, i got stuck behind someone who was going really slowly, swerving all over the lane like they were drunk. i waited for a straight stretch of road, and gunned it around them. unfortunately, it was in a no passing zone, and a cop was already stationed there for a speed trap.
i was already way ahead, and when i disappeared over a hill i made a quick couple of turns in a small residential neighborhood, taking a back way to my buddy's house. the cop anticipated the back roads and was able to cut me off. it must have been pretty easy to spot my truck with the canoe...duh.
after being roughed up a bit, i ended up with about $300 in fines and 6 points on my license.
that was back in the late 70's, early 80's, in some fairly well off neighborhoods in north jersey. i wouldn't even think about doing it today in any bneighborhood, even if i were still young and incredibly stupid.
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