I stopped a woman who was driving at 150 km/h, ready to just issue a fine, but suddenly I noticed something strange under her feet š±š±
I was on a regular patrol shift. My partner and I were driving through a stretch outside the city where accidents often happen ā especially on straight roads where drivers tend to speed. Everything was quiet, maybe too quiet.
Then I saw a gray car that literally sped past us as if it didnāt notice us. A quick glance at the radar ā 150 km/h. On an empty road, broad daylight. You want to think the person was just in a hurry. But thatās no excuse to break the law.
I immediately checked the plates ā no violations, the car was registered and not wanted. I turned on the lights, hit the siren, and signaled to stop. The car seemed to slow down at first but then accelerated again.
Through the loudspeaker, I already warned in a commanding tone:
ā Driver, stop immediately! You have broken the rules and will be held accountable.
After a few hundred meters, the car finally stopped on the roadside. I got out and, following protocol, approached the driverās side. Behind the wheel was a young woman, about 30 years old.
Her face was pale and anxious, and fear was visible in her eyes.
ā Do you know the speed limit on this stretch?
ā Yes, yes… I know… ā she barely whispered, almost out of breath.
ā Then may I see your documents ā I said firmly, leaning slightly toward the window.
And at that moment, I noticed something was wrong under her feet. There was a puddle on the car floor… š±š± Continued in the first comment šš
There was a puddle on the floor… but it wasnāt water from a bottle. I immediately realized: the woman was in labor.
ā Has your water broken?
ā Please… help me… Iām alone… I have no one… ā her voice broke.
No doubt. I immediately reported via radio that I was escorting a pregnant woman to the nearest hospital. I put her in our car and drove as carefully but quickly as possible. Along the way, she almost screamed ā the contractions were getting stronger.
I held her hand and tried to calm her as best I could, even though I barely kept my own composure.
We arrived at the hospital literally at the last minute. The doctors were already waiting at the entrance ā I had warned them in advance. The woman was immediately taken to the delivery room.
A few hours later I returned ā this story stayed with me. Then the midwife came out into the hallway, smiled, and said:
ā Congratulations, itās a girl. Healthy and strong. And the mother is fine.
Probably itās moments like these that make me love my job. The law is important. But humanity is more important.
