In the spring I had the car out blowing out the winter cob webs. I came into a little fishing town not far from me (Port Dover). In the winter you can fire a cannon in this town and no one would be the wiser, but It really comes to life when the nice weather hits. So there I am, sitting at a light when a nice looking gentleman crossed the road in front of me. I had the top down, he looked right at me, and said "great looking Ferrari; my wife has one just like it" . It was all I could do not to laugh in his face. But at least he thought I had a nice car.  

Brian, that story is hilarious, especially since the guy had a Ferrari at home and still didn't know the difference.  I used to own a Saturn Sky, and someone on a Sky forum was talking about how she got pulled over for speeding.  When she gave the officer her license and registration, he handed it back to her saying, "No, this is a registration for a Saturn.  You need to give me the registration for this Lotus."  It's something when a cop doesn't even know what he just pulled over.

  Well... I've got a dandy from about 10 years ago. I bought an "86" Vette from a car lot on McLaughlin Blvd in Portland, Oregon (Gladstone). I bought the car and we drove it for about 3 weeks. One day while driving down "N. Lombard", a Portland Police car passed by in the other direction. A few minutes later two more came by. I joked with my wife saying "Hahahaaa.... I hope they give somebody a Big ticket". After another block or two I glanced back in the mirror and saw all three of them behind me with their lights on. I came close to passing something a little more substantial than a fart and pulled over as soon as I could. I could see in the side mirror that the lead policeman was crouched down behind his door with his side arm pointing towards the car, and I could see the veins in his throat as he was yelling something at me. With my hands in the air... I was reluctant to reach for anything other than the sky. Finally my wife reached over and turned off the radio so we could hear him ordering both of us out of the vehicle. So we got out and backed towards the officers (there were 6 of them) where they immediately cuffed us. I asked "What in the Hell is going on" and was told to keep my comments to the questions he (the cop with the gun ) was going to ask me( Hell... they all had guns but I noticed his muzzle was shaking). I mean this policeman was really pumped. After they crammed us in the back of his car and he looked at our ID's and ran our names he seemed to calm down a bit. I asked him what was up and he said that we were driving a stolen car. I told him that that wasn't true, we had just bought the car a few weeks prior, and that all our papers were in the console. His partner pulled the papers out of the car and said that we were telling the truth. After looking at the contract and insurance papers he apologized for the Felony stop and removed the handcuffs from myself and my wife. He said that the car still had to be towed and I needed to contact the dealer. He let me use his cell while I burned a few ears at the car lot. Until they came and got us we had to stand out there with all the people eyeballin' us like we were on the show "Cops". They (the car lot) told us that they felt that it was just a little mistake and that they would take good care of us. I guess what it finally boiled down to greed on their part on a bad car deal. That car was purchased from them a couple of months earlier from a young couple. Just a few days prior to us buying the car, the girl came back and said that it was too much car for her, and did they have something a little safer. They dumped her in a little 5 year old chevy sub-compact Geo and gave her 2 grand.... and off she went. What had happened was that the young woman split th' sheets with the guy and ran off with the car. In the interim, he reported the car stolen and the insurance company paid him off. This occurred in "Washington County" and the lot was in "Clackamas County", and the dealer was to lazy to "run" the car to see if it was stolen. I couldn't get the police to intervene because in "Washington County" a stolen car was a "Civil" matter. So... the insurance company impounded the car. And to top it off, the dealer wanted me to share the burden for half the costs of his loss. That certainly wasn't going to fly so I got an Attorney, and all the attorneys did was send letters back and forth at $75.00 a pop. After 10 long months, the insurance company called me and said I could come pick up the Vette. It seemed that after careful consideration, I was deemed the last link in the chain of purchases that I made on good faith with a car dealer. The dealer ended up biting the bullet for not observing due diligence and not running the car through the ODMV. To add insult to injury... when they came and picked up the car, instead of a "Tilt Bed" they used the old pick-up-the-front end" type, and a loose chain beat the hell out of the nose and went through the clear coat. When I quired the insurance outfit about that, they said I'd have to take it up with the towing company. By then I'd truly had enough and just took her home. Even today, when we see a Police Car go by we kind of suppress a shudder and check out the rear view mirror...

 

Drive on

Fast Freddie

 

WOW!  That's all I can say!  Great story! Thanks for sharing!