Never have and never will ever drink and drive. In fact I am always the designated driver from choice. Anyone convicted of drink driving should have their licence revoked for life.
I failed a breath test by one of the women I was dating back in the dayâŠI sucked a mint and it was business as usualâŠYou had to be careful impressing a girl when you were a 20 a day man.
Nearly, the Police tried a âConfidence Trickâ, didnât detract from the fact that one was in the wrong.
Drink and drive is defined differently in different countries. Iâd be in favour of zero tolerance but that is not the view of the vast majority and now this view also includes drug-taking and driving.
Nope, but then I donât drink.
Rox, that is a shame, and its probably too late for you to start now, you missed the Bus
I just donât even consider drinking alcohol and driving, no way would I want to kill/injury anyone through being stupid. If I do drink then Sue drives as she is teatotal even if going out for a pub lunch.
The same for drugs, I steer well clear, even when working in a police station evidence store room âfor telephone extnâ the police officer wanted to show me a bag of what I think is called weed , I flately refused to go anyhere near it.
While on the subject I went âcold turkeyâ from smoking 20 t0 30 cigarettes a day. 3 years later on no more craving for one and giving up wasnât easy.
All three are to do with will power and determination or stubbornness if you prefer.
No No, I cut my teeth on Carlsberg Specials back in the day.
But I stopped drinking as it always made me feel ill, sooo now itâs non alcohol drinks only, besides I want to keep my licence.
I have never been stopped for it, nor do I drink - apart from rare social occasions and even then my wife drives me.
My local club is two blocks away, the pub one block away, I can get as pissed as I like and walk home, if it is raining there is always the courtesy bus to pick me up and take me home.
Just stumbled across this old thread, it seems folks did not consider the thread title âEver failed a roadside breath testâ, folks seem to have responded in the present tense when the title said Ever. Some back in the Good Old Days must have got behind the wheel after a drink or two, regardless of being breathalyzed or not.
Been Bretanalysed a few times in recent history.
Back in the day I was helped into my mini by some friends, I was unable to walk after a pint or two-or three-or four etc, at my favourite pub. There were exceptional circumstances thoughâŠ
And it was two in the morning. The drive home was successful and I didnât hit anything, but Dad wondered why Iâd left the mini on the lawn at the front of the houseâŠ
Another time, I was racing a bloke home in my mini (it was souped up and didnât half shift, the mini I mean, not the bloke) I overtook him on a bad bend and sped off into the night. As I entered the village where I lived at warp speed I was faced by a bobby who was stood on the opposite kerb. He beckoned me to stop and asked if I would mind stepping out of my vehicle.
He marched me to the local police station just 500 yards away. On arrival he asked the desk sergeant for a breathalyser. The sergeant said their wasnât any at the station, they were on the van out on patrol. The sergeant hailed the van on the radio and asked if they would return to the station with said breathalysers. The copper driving the van said they were a long way away from the station and does the suspect looked pissed? The sergeant looked me up and down and said noâŠSo the crackly voice said âWell Iâm not coming all the way back to station for a negative testâ and they let me go with a warningâŠAlthough I would have failed the test (I had supped 6 pints of beer) itâs amazing how quick you can look sober with two coppers breathing down your neck.
That was the late 1960âs probably 69 and it was the last time I ever drank and drove, not because of the brush with the law, but because I was sick of having hangovers. Drinking is a mugs game!
OK. I have never failed any test on anything ever.