Unless you're filthy rich or you don't care about your driving record, you're going to try to talk your way out of a traffic ticket when you get pulled over. Jalopnik posted an article on the subject, and while it's pretty hilarious, I wonder how many of these tips would help you make any headway with a real-life cop. The standard pull-over advice involves keeping your hands in view on the steering wheel, removing suspicious sunglasses, minding your p's and q's, and so on—but hell, you know you're going to need a serious whopper to set you apart from every other polite, law-abiding schmuck who gets run down. Read more...
My standard tale of woe for getting tagged for loud exhaust—which happened with some regularity in my cherrybomb-equipped Eagle on this one hill in my previous town—was that the Eagle is a weird old car that's really hard to get parts for (which happens to not be true) and that "my mechanic" keeps telling me that the parts to fix the problem are being shipped, but it's just taking them a really long time to get here. Furthermore, I'd sometimes throw in, I'd been trying to keep the car off the road as much as possible since this "problem" developed, and it's only because (insert urgent or admirable reason for trip here) that I'm out with the car tonight. That story never failed—knock on wood. Speeding is a little trickier, but since I'm guessing that I'd be more likely to be pushing the speed limit in a brand-new rental or press car than one of my own babies, I'd probably explain to the cop that I'm used to driving 25-year-old cars, and it's just so easy to let these ultra-smooth modern road appliances get out from under you without even realizing how fast you're going, so slight is their feedback.
How about you? What do you say to the fuzz when you're at the side of the road, and does it work?
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