I had to stop by and tell you what happened last night during my strangest pull-over in a long time.
I get behind a motorcycle and the first thing I notice is the tag is wrong.
My three years as a cop experience?
My amazing attention to detail?
The tag was huge.....
Huge because it was designed for a CAR!!!
Many of you may know that a motorcycle tag is small so that it fits properly. Oh, and the first two letters of this tag were TL meaning that it was actually for a trailer. Sure enough when I run it, it comes back as a 1998 homemade trailer. I don't think Harley-Davidson would appreciate that.
So now that we have this guy's common sense measured its time for the stop. Hit my lights, he stops and immediately jumps off the bike. Uh-oh somethings wrong, he's gonna fight or shoot or something. Nope, takes off his helmet and chunks it at my windshield then lays on the ground with his hands behind his back.
At this point I'm halfway out of my car with my gun half out...confused as hell.
After the cuffs go on I ask him if he was trying to hit me with the helmet and maybe just missed. He very politely told me, "No sir I wouldn't do that to you, you're just doing your job. I was just pissed off."
Turns out he didn't have a motorcycle license, which could have been handled with a ticket and he would have been on his way home. The crack in my windshield from the helmet, however, resulted in him going to jail.
We call this job security. Never an end to the dumb ones...but you guys already knew that huh.