When I was a yoof and constantly getting stopped by the police because my cars always looked knackered one policeman checked my tyre pressures. Apparently it was one of those occasional crackdowns they do.
When I had my Red mk1 punto I had a period of getting stopped pretty much every damn week.
At the time I was very much "Harrassment!!" not that I was daft enough to give plod lip but looking back I can see why they stopped me. Car looked like it had been gutted by a hollow charge..it was entirely legit if anything in better nick than cars half it's age as I was under it most weeks fixing something or it was in the garage but looked like a shed.
Will always remember the look of disappointment on one particular police man's face when he went to check for bald tyres to find 4 new Michelins, then having exhausted that angle decided that perhaps I'd been drinking so went to pick up the bottle on the passenger seat, tried the handle but no central locking so he couldn't actually open it...or the boot. Was a particularly fun stop that one, to quote I'd been stopped for "putting two wheels in a white box" this particular white box was worn off the road was it had been painted against the flow of the road so if you followed the smooth line round the corner you clipped it and everyone did. Also having a car "that leaned when it went round corners". They got the breathalyser out and everything, trying to trip me up to the point where I yawned he said "what you tired for?" I said "well it is late" then he shot back with "is it?" to which given it was 1:30 in the morning the only answer that seemed to fit was "yes"
As it was I the bottle was coke so I unlocked the door for him as there was no point hiding cos I knew I was sober and the car was right. Wished them a nice evening and better luck next time..
But it started getting annoying after a while getting a fix it ticket for a blown rear bulb so it needed to get inspected when I'd offered to change it road side (had packs of spares in fact I still do cos that car blew bulbs for fun). Every once in a while I'll get some tools out and find a 15 year old spare bulb for a punto lying around.
I know exactly why I was getting stopped though...**** looking car, being driven with vigour on the roads in the early hours, driving back from somewhere quite well known for drugs and drinking.
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