Car following you late at night - what to do?

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This exact situation happened to my mother...

Way back before I was even born, my mom used to work as a waitress at a family owned restaurant.

She was working the night shift and was driving home one night when she noticed that a car had been following her. The restaurant and home where 20 miles apart.

After she made some "odd" turns and such and noticed that the guy was still following her, she drove to the nearest police station, got as close to the frot door as she could, made sure the car doors were locked and laid on the horn until an officer or two came out.

She gave the description of the car following her to the officers on duty. She waited 15-20 minutes at the station and then got a police escort home. Never did find the guy and no one ever followed her home again.

My mom, tactical before her time. I'm proud of her. :)
 
Suspicious car following you around? Yell "go home!" at it really loud.

Or is that dogs?
 
The only SAFE thing to do would be to whip out your laptop and post the scenario on THR ...... IN REAL TIME..... Then....IF..... the thread weren't moved for failing to mention what kind of gun the BG had or the one you wished you had with you, you would get advice that you could consider as the situation progressed.

:scrutiny: :neener:
 
BTDT more then once. Called the Police more then once. I have always been tempted to just call a few locals and drive down into remote area for a (conversation) Figure 15+ good old boys with spotlights/rifles/shotguns/pistols should give them something to think about. :) Its fun to consider it but NO WAY...
I take precautions and yes it has been LEO and I figured that out when I got on HIS bumper (unmarked) and was on phone to dispatch. When we talked he couldn't figure out how I got behind him without abusing law.
 
Happened to me one night. I noticed an Impala behind me that had been there for a while. At the last moment, I turned up a backroad that I'm familiar with, and the intersection it put me at gave me several options as to where to go which allowed me to disappear.

The Impala turned out to be an unmarked police car. I learned this when a marked car pulled me over. The officer was pretty steamed about me leaving his co-worker in the dust, but he was understanding when I explained why I did what I did, and turned out to be a pretty nice guy. We even talked talked hot rod for a minute or two before he sent me on my way, without a ticket.

When he asked about the work I had done to my car, I was a little nervous about answering. One lift of the hood or a look at the undercarriage and I could have got a few tickets. But I was still honest about it, he didnt look at anything, and nothing more came of it. I still caught the attention of LEOs when I pulled into a gas station or something, but a fairmont with a wicked exhaust note tends to do that.
 
The Impala turned out to be an unmarked police car

Late one night on my may home I noticed a car following me. I took a few turns to see if the car was indeed following me. After 4-5 turns & decided I was being followed & called 911 from my cell phone. I gave the operator my location & headed to our small town police station. Then about 30 seconds later the car following me turned on his lights & pulled me over.

The offices said I was driving suspiciously. I said I was driving in an odd manner because I was being followed.… We actually had a pretty laugh about it. I was on my way in less than 5 minutes.
 
Cell phones are so cheap there's no reason not to have one. I had a guy pursue me on the interstate (why, I don't know -- he pulled past me shaking his fist, and then tried to follow me off the exit ramp.) Just holding the phone to my ear made him decide to break off.

With that and a CCW, all you have to do is keep your head. Dial 911, head for a well-lighted area and keep your handgun ready.
 
Um, if there are lights following, the elk are probably getting outfitted with PIAA off-road spots. . .

Not much trafic this far back in the hills. Strangers get unnerved after only a few miles, and everybody else knows everybody else. Cell phones don't work back here yet; so all that's left is really the elk getting tricked out from the new JC Whitney catalogue.

Trisha
 
Happened to me only once so far, back before I carried.

Heavy traffic, very aggressive/scary guy behind me, could not lose him on my normal route, but I had a very well handling car with sticky summer tires, so I banged a quick left at the last possible instant without any braking. (I had a very celar view of the turn and the surroundings) I saw him hit his brakes hard to try to stop after I had left his road, but traffice was too heavy and he was sort of swept along.
 
Been followed a few times by idiots cussing and shaking fists, but none to the point of needing to take further action.

I second the notion that sometimes merely having a cell phone at your ear will cool the other driver off a bit. I was turning left behind some stupid chick. She had a manual transmission and was slow to shift so I had accelerated a little too much/too close to her rear bumper. I immediately let off the gas to let her shift her way farther ahead and then proceed at a safe distance. But she thinks she's gonna start dicking around with me. Keep in mind she's in a little Toyota and I'm in a big Suburban. She keeps slamming on her brakes in front of me trying to get me to hit her. I simply pick up my phone, pretend to call the cops. She turns into a neighborhood not long after seeing this and I go on my merry way. Whether that was her intended turn I do not know, but I can't help but think that she didn't really want to have to cops called on her.

As for the scenario of being followed late at night: I've always wanted to take the idiot for a long ride around the highway loop that surrounds our city. 30 miles roughly, again and again and again. :D My Suburban is 4 wheel drive so I can probably go where a lot of others can't. In fact, we take it to one of our rental units in the inner city simply because it's usually the biggest vehicle around and if nothing else we can use it as a battering ram to get away...or drive up on the front lawns. The other car is a slightly modified 5.0 Mustang. If possible, I'd rather pull 4th or 3rd and wave goodbye to the idiot in the rearview. If I'm on the local loop highway, I can get far enough ahead to get off on an exit before he would even know it. From there, I know about a gajillion ways home across the surface streets or back on the highway from a differnt point (though I probably wouldn't do that for fear of running into him again).

Of course there's always the PD station, public place, etc.

Tell me, how does one find out where another lives simply by knowing the tag number? To my knowledge, without a LEO friend or BMV friend, there is no public access to that information...at least in my state.
 
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