I was driving home one night at around 2 in the morning on the freeway and i was the only person on the road going east and west. My fav song at the time (Savoir Faire- DL Incognito) that got me going comes on over the speakers and i was all, mmkay why the fuck not. I floored the gas and being in a wrx I got going pretty quickly since i was already going 80. in a few seconds I'm going 140 MPH (fastest i have ever and will ever go). I pass an exit and keep going and the freeway has a long bend in it, i continue going the speed i was at and around the bend about a 1.5 miles ahead from where i started going fast a group of cars are driving so i slow down thinking there is possibly a cop but i don't break though, i just took my foot off the pedal and ease into the cars. By the time i got close to the cars i didn't see any cops and i was still going 110 MPH. I notice something in my mirror and look back and there's a cop car with his lights hauling ass at me. Now, When i saw the cop I was about a 3/4's to a mile from my exit and the cop had just came around the previous bend and was probably a 1 mile- 1.5 miles behind me. Instantly i shit my pants (not actually)thinking i was going to get arrested because i was already going double the speed limit which was 70 MPH and i was originally going 140 and that i knew the cop must've gunned me so he knew i was going 140. No joke, that cop got to me in about 6 seconds and i was still speeding at this point so my guess is he was going as fast as the fucking cop car could go just to catch me teenage idiotic punk ass. I thought for a second and continued not to break, and ease to around 75-80 and when that happened the cop was just right on me. He was right on my ass and i was in the fast lane with no one in front of me but 2 cars to the left in the next lane over. since I couldn't pull over on the left shoulder i switched lanes to get to the right hand shoulder. Turn my blinker on and everything and switch lanes, now i am right behind another car and suddenly the random car behind me starts riding my ass and the cop couldn't get over. The cop, instead of breaking and getting behind the guy who was behind me, speeds up right next to me and looks at me. I already had my window down so i looked the cop right in his eyes. (Im still driving at 75 at this point also). The cop looks, looks at his computer and for some reason just guns it and is going like 110 again in seconds. As soon as that happened I booked it to my exit which was 1/4 a mile ahead cause my adrenaline was pumping like no other at this point. I went home and was fucking shaking. The next week i noticed that the entire 7 mile stretch of freeway between my exit and the town next to me was covered in cops around the clock.
My guess as for why the cop didn't pull me over is... I was driving past the exit before mine in the dark and my car is completely black. The cop didn't get a good enough look at my car just knew i was hauling ass. He was on the onramp of the previous exit before the bend. When he caught up to me i was going the speed and also i never breaker so it looked like from his distance, i may have never been speeding. Maybe he thought I wasn't the guy and thought whoever it was kept going past my exit so he gunned it after him. But really it was me :)
