Anybody on here ever run from police

[god shamgod]

Twice.When I was a teenager my homeboy stole his moms car and we was joyriding til like 3am and she called the cops and a cop car followed us he panicked mashed the gas and parked in an alley and we took off didn't get caught by the cops

2nd time was attending a goal at Columbus park, it was trespassing somebody saw us called the cops then one time pulled up like 10-15 cars and the wagon it was about 25-30 of us at least half them nikkas got caught.Me and like 6 others didn't nikkas were runnin like that scene in juice when the cops were chasing them.As soon as I saw cops walking up mobb deep I broke out the rest of them dudes casually walking off

 

[Swirv]

Yea. In a snow storm I was behind a plow which was going slow. I was impatient because I had awd, so I passed it. Then a I saw red and blue lights out of nowhere. It was only one cruiser and I know they have rear wheel drive so I bounced on him. Took a left on a side street he took a left too. Then I took a hard ass right onto another street, he tried to do it but ended up crashing into a snowbank. shyt felt so good.

 

[Sterling Archer]

Quite a few times.

The last time:
Dipped out on a cop in Atlanta on 85. Had a pretty rare sports car and was playing around with some guys that pulled up heading to Buckhead from Lawrenceville. Passed a cop by Jimmy Carter exit going about 140. He hit the lights but he was starting from a dig. shyt by the time he got rolling, he wouldnt be a player, he'd have to radio ahead and since we were at the county line, Gwinett doesnt coordinate with Fulton so he would be the last patrol to do something. And Fulton cops dont patrol that close to the county line. Plus it was 4 cars and I was in the front so I took my chance, kept going and hopped on 285 to Chamblee/Tucker, bust a right, then a left, pulled into someone else driveway and turned my car off. Waited 5min and took the backroads to Spalding rd into Norcross, Holcolmb Bridge W to Roswell Rd and took that all the way down to my crib in Buckhead.

The first time:
Memphis, TN. I was in like 6th grade. There was a bike shop off Mt Moriah and Clark across from the Skating Rink/Neely's BBQ where the old Putt Putt used to be, next door to a Q-Zar laser tag. My friends stayed at those apts called the Hamlets right there. Anyways, my friends and I would go in the shop all the time cause its right there. Just looking at new bikes and stuff. They were usually pretty cool. My friends and I werent on any bullshyt. One day some dude said some racist shyt to my friend when he went in by himself. They told me about it and everybody was like "Sterling finna go in there and act a fool".... I did. I went in there with some duct tape, took two airhorns off the shelf, pulled the lever and taped them shuts closed. shyt was so loud I could barely do the second one. Then I threw that shyt behind the desk. Dude tried to run out then I jumped over the bike rack and knocked over like 6 bikes. I tried to knock the whole rack over like dominoes but it stopped after just a couple. Not satisfied with his comeuppance, I took the fire extinguisher, pulled the pin and that that chalky shyt empty out. What I didnt know was he called the cops already and there just so happened to be a unit getting food at Neely's already. He came in on foot. Place was a mess. Airhorns still going off, fire expellant everywhere, smokey as fukk (small shop). When he first came in we bumped and he grabbed me but wasnt sure if I was the one so he just let me go and looked around but the dude yelled that it was me and the cop realized I already dipped. My friends were gone and the cop came outside after me.... Now, I give dude props because I was a fast little muthafukka and there was a straight shot for running down the long driveway into the apts and this dude was RIGHT THERE on me like....damn bro . I remember smiling to myself thinking I WOULD get caught by the one trackstar cop. Young white dude. Then it clicked...white dude. Clearly this taller, in shape, and apparent recently graduated Memphis Tigers track star turned cop could catch me in a straight given the time...but he lacked blackleticism. I made a hard cut across the field right in front of the gate. Holes and grass, dirt mounds and shyt. I was juking all over the place...then I heard what I was waiting on..."shyt!!! I knew he fell/tripped somewhere behind me.. I hit a dig and curl route and turned the burners on straight back towards the Hamlets front gate. I passed him still on the ground and I remember his face was half and half. I made it to the gate and my friends were in the cut like They bring that shyt up to this day. Say I almost got caught by Captain America and shyt. That was a fast ass white dude. Respect was earned. Im assuming thats what the look he gave was since he knew he was fast as shyt and got juked.




So yeah, Ive ran.