Try to imagine you have just been doing over 120 miles per hour on a twisty narrow road with a black and white all over your rear bumper with his lights flashing, siren blaring and all the time while both of you are passing cars on the wrong side of the road not to mention around what seems like blind corners then right thru the middle of towns this continues. Then you come around a corner and as you look ahead you can see you are about about to be cut off by some traffic jamb. As you slow to what now seems to be a crawl the black and white pulls sharply along side. When you look over at him and make eye contact you see... WHAT! One hell of a big smile. You point ahead and then you see his smile disappear as he pulls out all the stops by hitting his horn, the siren begins to demand more attention as his voice comes over the P.A. system and in Spanish you hear what must be translated to, "GET THE HELL OUT OF THE WAY. CAN'T YOU SEE THERE IS A RACE CAR COMING!" He pulls in front of you and what was a supposedly an inseparable road block a moment ago now parts as if it were the Red Sea that had just been commanded by Moses to split. The phrase "LET MY PEOPLE GO!" comes to mind as you pull up behind him and he pulls over and waves you by as if to say, "Is that all you got?" And all this is just a transit stage to get you to the next race stage.
Not in your wildest dreams would you ever expect an ending like that one and not only is it not a dream but there is over 2000 miles of this kind of excitement when running the La Carrerra Panamericana. There should be a law and I bet there is in some other 200 countries. LOL. Like Steve Williams and David Thompson, two other gentlemen racers who drove car #315, who wrote on their blog, "They close the roads from the outskirts of town into the town square when we arrive at the end of the day and we zoom into downtown on empty streets, through traffic lights red and green, and past the traffic jams caused by the street closures. Then they give us medals and a party. How great is that?"
If you look closely at the top photo above you can see we are surrounded by Federallys as some of them give Lucky a high speed, door to door escort thru the middle of town. These guys are great drivers in their own right and I can't begin to tell you what a privilege it is to have them as our friends. You can't imagine how safe they make us feel and all that they do for us. If I told you everything they would have to shoot me. Just trust me when I say, It's good to have friends in high places. The next photo with officer in the middle of the three Ferdralys is none other than the highest ranking Fereraly in all of Mexico and he gets the respect of everyone in all of Mexico. I have the distinct honor of calling him my friend.
There are a lot of folks out there that don't believe police officers get to be as good of a driver as many of us but don't kid yourself, many of these guys can really blow your mind given the opportunity. Even though it's California Highway Patrol, below is a great video of how good many of these officers can drive and keep in mind the Fedralys are all driving brand new special police version Dodge Chargers. So the next time you get the urge to attempt outrunning one of them you may want to think twice. Take it from me... DON'T TRY IT.
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