Drive That Car Like You Mean It

Drive That Cop Car Like You Mean It

One of the questions I often get asked is: What is it like going go a call with full lights and sirens?

Exciting? Scary? Fun?


Let’s start with fun.

Almost self-explanatory, really. I mean, who wouldn’t want to weave in and out of traffic, just blowing through traffic lights (which emergency vehicles can’t do…at least not here in Ontario where I’m from, anyway), and get where you want to be as quickly as possible?

And parking? Not an issue. That curb will do just fine, thank you very much!

The siren can be a bit annoying, though. Even to those of us inside the car!

And it is a little exciting.

Once you receive the call, you’re off. To go lights and sirens means that you need to get there fast. And who doesn’t like to drive fast? As you’re driving, however, you have to think about where you’re going and what you have to do when you get there. I have seen more than a couple of cops stuck in their cars because they were unable to open the door when they arrived on scene.

Fine muscle control is the first thing to go when that adrenaline starts pumping!

Which is why breathing is important.

So is planning ahead.

Once the officer arrives on scene, she or he is expected to actually do something.

Is that bank being held up right now? Hostages? Shots fired? How many other units are responding?

Has a child stopped breathing? For how long? Are the paramedics on scene yet? Is this an accident or something worse?

Or the most dreaded call of all: 10-33 Assist PC. That means that another cop is in serious trouble and needs every available set of hands to help. Now!

SPOILER ALERT : that the title of the first book in The Mike O’Shea Crime Fiction Series is 10-33 Assist PC is no coincidence.

This is where the scary part comes in.

Who wants to run into a bank that’s being held up? Or any situation where the outcome is very unlikely to be good? Or…?

And yet that is what the officer driving the car with those lights and sirens is doing every time they blow past you on the road.

If you have any other questions, leave a comment below. Or, as always, feel free to drop me a line.

Until next week, I’m 10-7 for shift.

Desmond Ryan – Real Detective. Real Crime. Fiction

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