Funny story when I lived in LA. I was driving in Beverly Hills and this beatup car with 4 black teens came barreling at me on Wilshire Blvd in the wrong lane. I thought maybe they were drunk, but I quickly saw they were laughing and were playing chicken with me. I swerved to avoid hitting head on and they schreeched around me still in the wrong lane laughing their asses off and shouting racial profanities at me as they passed.
Being old school Sicilian, I'm not one to be fucked with and have a fight to the death personality. So I jammed on the brakes and started to do a u turn. At the same time 2 other cars approached with older people who yelled out to me that those guys had caused hit and run accidents on several cars already. So now I was really determined to get these ass clowns.
I always keep my cars fully equipped with gadgets for special situations and had wig wag lights installed on this car along with an extra loud alarm system that sounded like a siren, a police scanner and a CB radio with a loudspeaker. I also had one of my police K-9 dogs with me.
So I floored it and zoomed right up behind them and hit the alternate flashing wig wags, the car's alarm siren, and a high beam spot light into their car interior. I didn't think they were going to stop and figured I'd just would need to do a short pursuit with them while I started radioing in to the BHPD for their location to intercept them.
Next thing I know the fuckers hit the brakes and pull over assuming they just got nailed by an unmarked cop car. These were 4 big black teens and I said Oh Shit now what the hell am I going to do next.
So I got on the CB loud speaker, turned on the scanner full blast so they'd heard the police communications background sounds and told them to lock their hands over their head and step out of the vehicle one by one. Remarkably they complied. Then I told them to all lay face down on the sidewalk and they did that too.
Then I gave my police dog the command to bark and I held the CB mike up to his mouth so they'd hear I had a dog with me.
Then my fucking cell phone connection dropped before I was able to give the dispatcher the exact location and I redialed fast as fuck with my hands shaking from the adrenaline rush.
Within a minute, BHPD swarmed in from all directions and the first cop looked at me, saw my light setup and just started laughing his ass off realizing I had totally fooled these guys.
Luckily I had several business cards with me from Police K-9 officers I dealt with for training my dogs, so I pulled out the cards and told them I sold and trained K-9 dogs and they said no problem you did a good job, and they didn't give me even a bit of hassle on my "enhanced" citizens arrest techniques.
