Saw a guy driving who I knew had a suspended license, because I had arrested him a few months prior, for DUI.
His family had a lot of money so I guess he figured he could buy his way out of jail.
Anywho, I hit the lights & he off he goes.
So I'm chasing this guy in totally restored 1950's Chevy pickup, beautiful paint job & motor work.
The chase started on the city streets, it was after 1am so traffic was light.
After 10-15 minutes, he takes it on to the highway for a few miles.
He wasn't driving too fast, top speed never hit 100 mph.
He driving pretty at this point, which is surprising because he later blew over a .2.
He was alone in the truck, no seat belt.
When we came back into the city, he was sliding all over the front seat as he turned thru the neighbor streets.
After a particularly tight right turn at about 25 mph I noticed the driver sides door was open.
And as I look to my left, I see the driver, now out of the truck, skidding across someone's driveway.
So I slam on my brakes, stop, and walk over to this dumbass who is now covered in road rash.
Now I'm laughing, but he's screaming as his pristine truck his bouncing off parked vehicles as it travels down the street...
I guess he tried to make a run for it, but forgot he was driving his truck..