Skip to comments.'Death Race' sergeant claims athlete, celebrity escorts were common place (110mph joyrides)
Posted on 07/24/2013 9:01:40 AM PDT by dead
TRENTON All it took was a phone call, and the New Jersey State Police were at their beck and call, ready to provide a celebrity, professional athlete or any other VIP with an escort wherever they needed to go.
Thats according to a retiring state police sergeant who led a high-speed caravan of sports cars to Atlantic City in an incident that became known as "Death Race 2012."
Sports broadcaster Joe Buck and his frequent on-air sidekick, former Dallas Cowboys quarterback Troy Aikman. Cowboys owner Jerry Jones. Tennis bad boy John McEnroe. Those none of whom responded to requests for comment and so many others benefited, Sgt. 1st Class Nadir Nassry said Tuesday...
He said he expected there to be a half-dozen or so cars going to Atlantic City, but that when he and Ventrella met Jacobs in Fort Lee, there were "25-plus high-line vehicles sitting in the parking lot by Starbucks." ...
From there they headed to the New Jersey Turnpike before ending the first leg of their trip at the Cheesequake Service Area on the Garden State Parkway, where they were met by 15 more sports cars, he said. He said he still thought he and Ventrella could handle the group.
"Obviously, I realize now I was very mistaken," Nassry said. "Due to lack of manpower, we werent able to handle this escort in a safe manner."
The ride through New Jersey led to complaints from the public. Witnesses said they watched as the two patrol cars, with their emergency lights flashing, led dozens of Porsches, Lamborghinis, Ferraris and other vehicles, all with their license plates covered with tape, at startlingly fast speeds that one person estimated at 110 mph.
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What is the point of having laws?
Wimps. Doesn't really get interesting till 150+
So that they can be selectively enforced to punish those who are not favored by the government and reward those who are. Jeez I though everyone knew that.
Laws are for the little people.
Institutionalized criminality in New Jersey - of course we wouldn’t want any ballplayers or their jock sniffing posses to be inconvenienced by traffic like the peons.
America is turning into a dungeon for arrogant overgrown perverted children. Tsarnaev was not a terrorist of interest, quite the contrary, the sodomitic islamist is well invited to this program to harass the door steps of Christians or Martin Zimmermans using stand your grounds.
Martin vs. Georges Zimmermans using stand your grounds, I meant.
True. 110 on the Autobahn, is for the right lane.
Porsche's with down force on the rear use the left lane.
Having driven the GSP and NJT many times, the speed violation rate is rampant.
Then over on the I-5 in Washington, north of Seattle, anything over five miles over the limit is asking for a violation, not that I got one. Just simple observance that I was never passed going at that rate.
sheesh - its BECKON CALL as in to beckon someone to their side.
And this phrase is so frequently botched that there are some who will apologize with a "well now beck and call is what beckon call means..."
what is to beck?
even "grammer girl" gets it wrong:
its “BECK AND CALL”. If you are going to be the grammar police, do your homework first.
When I was in the Army in Germany, I saved up my money and rented a Porsche for the weekend. I can personally attest that a Porsche’s handling and ride significantly improve above 120 mph. It almost starts to glide.
That’s loafing for most of those cars but don’t do that crap on a public road. You want to wring it out, take it to the track. Because Ma and Pa Kettle in their 80’s K-car aren’t going to be looking in their rearview mirrors for something approaching at a relative speed of 60 mph, that’s why.
That is faster than I’ve gone. I’ve seen 115 in both my ‘85 300ZX and my ‘91 Miata.
The Miata felt fine at that speed, but trust me, it did NOT have any more than that! The Z, on the other hand, felt a little spooky despite being about 1200lb heavier. I suspect the shape of its nose probably produced more front end lift than that of the Miata...
In both cases I was on I5 in central CA with very light traffic.
sigh... such overkill.
In 1985, I had a 1980/81 four cylinder Ford Escort up to 120 on a two lane country road with a death-gripped passenger. Never took it out of 2nd (very nash rambler).
Yes, it was downhill, but if it ain’t rattlin’ and squeakin’ it aint flyin’.
True I was very young and unwise, but it wasn’t as bad as the time....
Has Fat Boy Christie weighed in on this travesty yet?
when was the last time you used the word "beck" in a sentence?
I thought so. Go forth and be dumb.
I was hitchiking in college (’80s) on a late September friday afternoon via Route 3, south of Boston trying to make the last ferry in Hyannis to Nantucket for the weekend with family, fishing, etc.
I went too long with only short rides.
With only 1 hour left before the ferry was due to depart I was still about 75 mi.s away. Sigh, I was looking at staying overnight in hyannis using precious funds or returning to my college room. Just as I despaired something whizzed by in the far lane and pulled hard right into the emergency lane. It backed up to me from about 300’ away in like 3 seconds. It was an open top Porsche.
The guy said “hop in”. I hopped in. He told me he was a race car driver and to buckle up and hold on. We took off, very fast. He explained his girlfriend had left him a note at their place in NH explaining they were through. She was going to their cabin in Hyannis and then flying out, ending their relationship. He was trying to reach the cabin before she left for the airport. We flew the whole way, passing cars like they were pylons. I didn’t see a single police car the whole way and the top speed I saw was 155 MPH.
We arrived at the cabin which was on a bluff overlooking Hyannis harbor. His girlfriend was already gone but as I walked about and looked down to the harbor I could see the ferry just coming in. The driver was mildly upset (he still had the car) and drove me to the dock and I actually had to wait for the ferry to arrive.
Well, that’s my fondest memory of speeding Porshes.
Corzine himself crashed during one of these joy rides.
Don’t try to fix old colloquialisms.
A simple google search will prove you are wrong, but by all means, believe that slang is proper English - jeez, and I thought the low information voters only hung out at DU...
...and BTW I don’t ever find the need to use ‘beck’ or ‘beckon’ in a sentence, does that mean the words don’t exist in your mind?
Plus you do not want to hit truck tire debris (or any sort of debris) on the highway at 120 mph.
“The phrase at [one’s] beckon call is an eggcorn derived from a mishearing of the at [one’s] beck and call, which means freely available or ready to comply. The mistaken phrase is sort of understandable because someone who is at your beck and call is ready to be beckoned. Still, attentive readers are liable to see beckon call as wrong.”
I thought so. Go forth and be dumb.
It's usually best to verify something before calling someone else dumb.
Definition of BECK
1 chiefly Scottish : bow, curtsy
a : a beckoning gesture
b : summons, bidding
at one's beck and call
: ready to obey one's command immediately
First Known Use of BECK
Dave J. asked, What's the appropriate phrase--'beckon call' or 'beck and call'?
The correct phrase is beck and call. If you are at someone's beck and call, you respond immediately whether he or she beckons or calls; it implies complete subservience. It's an old phrase, originating in the late 1800s, during a time when beck was used to mean beckon.
Bingo. And wildlife. I shall not state how fast I was going in a WRX when last I had to dodge a moose on a very dark road in northern Idaho, but I haven't done it again and won't ever do it again. Thank God for decent tires and a very responsive car.
45/130 in Austin. 85mph speed limit. The only boundary is your ability and road crossing animals.
Pretty interesting with 25+ vehicles in convoy at 110+ mph.
Laws are for the little people.
And “beck” means to summon someone by gesture.
My personal best so far - 134 in my A4 (tuned) on I95. Handled very well, low vibration, tight but by the time you see something that should be avoided, it’s too late...
Buck and a quarter on a Kaw Concours. It had a little more left, but I’d had enough.
The de facto speed limit on expressways in Atlanta is about 75
UAE Royals and other VIPs in the UAE routinely go in convoy at 125+ That way anyone who tries to keep up with them is instantly identified by the police escort.
Gotcha by 40 stock Shivverlay (Z06) empty road
I've been on the 80 MPH part several times. Driving 80 and being passed like I was driving 45 or 50. Never saw a single DPS trooper on any trip.
Compared to these guys, The Sopranos were stand up citizens of NJ !
Laws for thee but not for me.
WoA, that’s fast. I’m not a car guy but I’m going to enhance my toy a bit more, see what I can squeeze out of a 1.8L...
When was the last time you heard someone else use the word Beck?
Thanks, go forth and bleet.