Mojo
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I was on my way from Tucson to a very important appointment in Casa Grande today. Well, I missed it. My back left tire tread completely shredded and separated at 75mph on I-10 just outside of Marana, while I was in the middle lane between two semi trucks. Amazingly, I didn't crash and made it to the side of the road. Oddly, the car died as I coasted to a stop. It wouldn't start again after that so I didn't even mess with the tire. I made the plans to have it towed and as I waited for the tow truck, I watched three troopers drive by without giving me a second glance (one was busy pulling over a speeder).
Anyway, a little while later, a trooper in an SUV pulled up behind me. He approached my passenger side and I rolled the window down. He asked if I was ok. I said I was and then I told him I didn't want any secrets between us. I pointed down between the passenger seat and center console where my holstered and loaded LC9s was located. He smiled and said "thanks for letting me know". That was the end of the discussion about my gun!
We had a very comfortable discussion about my car and he even suggested that maybe the slapping of the separated tread could have tripped the fuel inertia switch. I was unfamiliar with this concept, but he said, "just pop the trunk and we can see". This would be a great way to find out if anything was in my trunk, but he was totally on the level and totally right! Of course I had nothing to worry about in the trunk. We located the switch, pressed the button, and my car fired right up when I started it. I called him a genius and he just smiled. I thanked him sincerely and shook his hand before he left. The tow truck driver still showed up and helped me out with installing the donut tire, so I didn't need a tow. I was able limp home. Even though I missed my meeting, this trooper saved me at least a hundred bucks on a tow (the service call was MUCH less) and whatever the diagnostic cost would have been at the shop. I didn't even get his name, but I sure appreciate the fact that he was there for me. Come to think of it, he never asked me for my ID or any personal info. He was perfectly comfortable with my pistol being in the car, especially because I mentioned it I suppose, and he really did me a solid by getting to the meat of my roadside problem. Respect to this gentleman, and I don't use the word "gentleman" lightly. Where I come from, that is high praise.
This was literally my first experience of any kind with a LEO by the side of the road in over twenty years, and I obviously have nothing but good things to say. Way to go trooper, thank you kindly for "protecting and serving".
Anyway, a little while later, a trooper in an SUV pulled up behind me. He approached my passenger side and I rolled the window down. He asked if I was ok. I said I was and then I told him I didn't want any secrets between us. I pointed down between the passenger seat and center console where my holstered and loaded LC9s was located. He smiled and said "thanks for letting me know". That was the end of the discussion about my gun!
We had a very comfortable discussion about my car and he even suggested that maybe the slapping of the separated tread could have tripped the fuel inertia switch. I was unfamiliar with this concept, but he said, "just pop the trunk and we can see". This would be a great way to find out if anything was in my trunk, but he was totally on the level and totally right! Of course I had nothing to worry about in the trunk. We located the switch, pressed the button, and my car fired right up when I started it. I called him a genius and he just smiled. I thanked him sincerely and shook his hand before he left. The tow truck driver still showed up and helped me out with installing the donut tire, so I didn't need a tow. I was able limp home. Even though I missed my meeting, this trooper saved me at least a hundred bucks on a tow (the service call was MUCH less) and whatever the diagnostic cost would have been at the shop. I didn't even get his name, but I sure appreciate the fact that he was there for me. Come to think of it, he never asked me for my ID or any personal info. He was perfectly comfortable with my pistol being in the car, especially because I mentioned it I suppose, and he really did me a solid by getting to the meat of my roadside problem. Respect to this gentleman, and I don't use the word "gentleman" lightly. Where I come from, that is high praise.
This was literally my first experience of any kind with a LEO by the side of the road in over twenty years, and I obviously have nothing but good things to say. Way to go trooper, thank you kindly for "protecting and serving".