Profpointy
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I heard once that cannabis can be detected in the system for up to 30days or something... i don't condone drug/drink driving but it wouldn't be fair to be banned from driving because one shared a spliff at a festival three weeks before being tested
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I'm amazed by all the above responses. I used to get tailed and stopped all the time. Usually just a polite reminder about a dead bulb, although once I had to produce my documents at the station - apparently it was wrong for my exhaust to scrape the tarmac and send sparks towards the petrol tank! Have been stopped for having too many passengers, and many times for for driving late at night - especially near international airports. Have also been breathalyzed on numerous occasions (always a 'clear' reading).
Must be something about my cars or the way I drive them; I've also been pulled over many times by UK & French border guards for car inspections, swabbing of handles/boot/etc, and sniffer dog inspections.
Glad it's not just me!
Me too !
Back in the day, driving my 68 Cortina in the early 80s I'd expect to be stopped once a week. The police were often rather hostile too, almost as if trying to provoke a reaction. It got rather irksome. Just to be clear I was never once stopped for my driving or doing anything wrong. Sometimes a polite
"routine check sir" othertimes more or less "what do you expect driving an old car" though ironically my current, seemingly respectable Saab is now nearly twice as old as my "old" Cortina was then, and has done twice the miles too. Another funny one was "you're strangers in town" whilst driving through west Wales on the A40 with a Carmarthen reg car. To be fair the copper instantly realised he sounded a bit silly talking like Rod Steiger in "In the heat of the night" and we were quickly on our way. I also remember parking up somewhere and being looked at by a PC on foot. I thought about parking elsewhere but realised it was too late. He asked if I got stopped a lot the said "It's them young coppers. I know people in old cars like that always have perfectly OK paperwork" and we had a bit of a laugh
My record was six times in one week. To be far this was on a week in Fermanagh, so two of the stops were by the British Army and once by the Guards late at night just over the border, but the last stop was at about 2am when I was finally parking up ourside my digs in Hertfordshire after a very long drive and ferry trip back. The hostility got irksome as did the roadside MOT when you're paperwork is good and they've not seen a dodgy light or bald tyres or anything.
One fair enough one was when I'd parked up in a closed petrol station late at night with a blown exhaust. I'd actually stopped to look at the map intending to bodge the exhaust in daylight. All was fine, but it turned out they'd not heard the exhaust (which would wake the dead - it had bust just after the manifold) but legimatelely thought I might be casing the joint. When I started up they heard the racket and stopped me again. To be fair they were cool about as I explained I couldn't possibly be intending to go far, but just going to my nearby destination to sort in the morning ready for my longer journey home. It was duly bodged with a bean can and some jubilee clips, and replaced a few days later