Night time insanity
Spamming marketting b*stards have even gotten their way onto here now. Is anybody actually stupid enough to sign up to these "money making opportunities" that get posted as comments on here? I guess they do, and they're probably American. Time to go back to eastern europe where you can go for a leak without some bastard nailing a poster at eye level in front of you, unlike this mall of a country. Gah!
Well, the shift was... interesting....! Went out on an observation again; nothing specific but always worth a go. At about half ten, got a shout from the guys in the hide that there was something we aught to go and have a closer look at, so the intercept cars took off at amazin' speed through a certain coastal village in Eastern England to do so... flashed past a couple of police cars as we did so, now we hadn't told the local plod we were working the area as we normally do as it was an ad hoc obs ("stay where you are you f*ckers....... perleeeeeeeeese, no blue lights, no blue lights"); very real chance of a "blue on blue" which would screw up the whole evening. Got close to the interest, so killed the lights and drove on darkened, popped down a single track muddy lane beside what we wanted to look at to be slightly less obvious; long story short, was suddenly overtaken by a pair of fast moving heels belonging to someone of obviously nefarious intent, blue lights opened up behind us on a plod car that was clearly chasing said nerk, so I gunned the motor to get out of their way - must have scared the shite out of the crim (mwahahahahahah), a darkend car rushing up behind him at speed behind him and breathing down his heels - he ditched something in the bushes and leapt into an eight foot deep ditch to escape, which if you know your ditches, he must have needed his bloody head examining, what with metal poles, bits of fences, barbed wire and all the nasty crap that goes under the murky water level. Got to the end of the lane and pulled over; warrant cards produced, jovial relations with local plod as we got the flashlights out and attempted to find what turned out to be a thief who'd nicked a motorcycle locally and was doing a pretty good job of making his escape down to the sea wall where he couldn't be followed until he encounted our trailing car at speed and crashed the bike avoiding it.
Well, as a biker, I'd call that a fairly decent night's work. Didn't catch the scrote - with a bit of luck he's impaled himself on something nasty - but at least we absolutely buggered his plan for world domination and somebody's getting their bike back. High speed jinks and lots of blue lights knackered our low profile work, so we went home but it's a tale for the pub anyway.
Well, the shift was... interesting....! Went out on an observation again; nothing specific but always worth a go. At about half ten, got a shout from the guys in the hide that there was something we aught to go and have a closer look at, so the intercept cars took off at amazin' speed through a certain coastal village in Eastern England to do so... flashed past a couple of police cars as we did so, now we hadn't told the local plod we were working the area as we normally do as it was an ad hoc obs ("stay where you are you f*ckers....... perleeeeeeeeese, no blue lights, no blue lights"); very real chance of a "blue on blue" which would screw up the whole evening. Got close to the interest, so killed the lights and drove on darkened, popped down a single track muddy lane beside what we wanted to look at to be slightly less obvious; long story short, was suddenly overtaken by a pair of fast moving heels belonging to someone of obviously nefarious intent, blue lights opened up behind us on a plod car that was clearly chasing said nerk, so I gunned the motor to get out of their way - must have scared the shite out of the crim (mwahahahahahah), a darkend car rushing up behind him at speed behind him and breathing down his heels - he ditched something in the bushes and leapt into an eight foot deep ditch to escape, which if you know your ditches, he must have needed his bloody head examining, what with metal poles, bits of fences, barbed wire and all the nasty crap that goes under the murky water level. Got to the end of the lane and pulled over; warrant cards produced, jovial relations with local plod as we got the flashlights out and attempted to find what turned out to be a thief who'd nicked a motorcycle locally and was doing a pretty good job of making his escape down to the sea wall where he couldn't be followed until he encounted our trailing car at speed and crashed the bike avoiding it.
Well, as a biker, I'd call that a fairly decent night's work. Didn't catch the scrote - with a bit of luck he's impaled himself on something nasty - but at least we absolutely buggered his plan for world domination and somebody's getting their bike back. High speed jinks and lots of blue lights knackered our low profile work, so we went home but it's a tale for the pub anyway.
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