This often sounded in Soviet films about the police, which "protects me." After the “Attention” signal, cutting the frames, familiar to older and middle-aged people, went in a cinematic language: excited faces of those on duty at the remote control, the staff ran to the call, grabbed the service weapon on the go, flashes of flashing lights, and so on … The layman was told - if something happens, the “border is locked” - all roads are under control, the personnel are in full combat. And now, with the attentive gaze of a professional, each traffic inspector “scans” passing vehicles for an object … However, is it really that careful?
We have already raised this topic, the last time this year, “And if he were carrying cartridges?” (ZR, 2005, No. 2). What has changed since then?
“MAJOR IN OUR BUSINESS IS REALISM!”
Guided by the motto of the honored smuggler Lelik from the movie "Diamond Hand", they decided to approach the experiment creatively. On an old, in some places frankly rusty, rumpled car pass as many traffic police posts as possible. As the “subject” was appointed “forty-first” “Moskvich”, rotting in the garden of the relatives of one of the employees of the ZR. The car, although not quite old (1999), except for tears, did not arouse any other feelings, but with all its appearance it was bound to arouse suspicion among the employees of the capital's traffic police! She, of course, did not have a vehicle inspection - a long expired ticket appeared on the windshield. And this, as you know, is a gross violation that is punishable under Art. 12.1 Administrative Code. In addition, the Moskvich is pretty beaten both in front and behind. The operation of such cars with us is not prohibited by law, if it moves independently and damage has not affected the main systems, but such a machine, of course, catches your eye - especially the traffic police inspector. What if the driver disappeared from the scene of an accident?
In order to give that very “realism”, we still apply dirt from the nearest pond to the entire Moskvich in a circle. “Entrance into the city of dirty cars is forbidden”, - numerous posters say on the approaches to the capital, despite the fact that the appearance seems to be the owner’s own business - they can be punished only for an unreadable license plate. Over the years, the Moscow government has adopted many decisions banning the entry of dirty cars, but no liability is provided for this. Well, at least scold for the fact that the car looks like a moving pile of dirt, inspectors are simply obliged …
Attempts to breathe life into our "old man" took several hours. He fiercely resisted - he shot with a silencer, Troilus engine, but we still broke him! Behind the wheel of the "forty-first" sat a legally savvy driver. The editorial Nexia crept in behind, in which the photographer lurked. Let's hit the road!
“And we have a siesta””
The first attempt to enter the specially protected city was made at noon on a working day. It immediately became obvious - in the general stream our “Moskvich” did not stand out too much. Yes, dirty, yes, rusty, beaten, but … Here in the right lane next to us are throwing clubs of black smoke "Opel Ascona" - it was clearly released before the Moscow Olympics, which once took place; the “right-handed” Japanese “shrimp” quickly slipped - it’s difficult to determine the model over the past years, and behind us, letting out a “lilac fog”, “penny” rumbles. Yes, there are still many frank auto-trash on our roads, but we are definitely worse than everyone!
And here is the first traffic police post - at the entrance to Moscow from the Novoryazanskoye Highway. Attention, “Moskvich” is being rebuilt closer to the inspector, we are slowing down to the official speed of 60 km / h and … no reaction. Apparently, we are not even of the slightest interest to the inspectors crowding around the post! Here’s a loaded wagon - yes, but a decrepit child of the domestic automobile industry … Nobody needs our Moskvich, it’s even a shame. And this despite the fact that one lane at the entrance-exit is blocked, the whole stream rushes into the remaining two streams - not otherwise, it was easier to make out all the flagrant violations. Alas!
Then resentment grew like a snowball. During a bright and long summer day, we rode around Moscow, entering and leaving the city through all possible entry and exit points in the south, southeast and east of the capital. Defiled past a dozen stationary traffic police posts, drove to the center and returned to the outskirts again - no reaction! The guards at point blank range did not see us! A bored inspector will look around our hut - and turn away, poking around in the breast pocket of his uniform shirt.
We can agree that the rusty and old cars are full, but we are also without a TO ticket! This violation is punishable by a fine and the removal of license plates. But here’s the second DPS post, the third, “Moskvich” reduces the speed to 20 km / h, barely creeping … Here we are, violators of everything, take us warm! But no, nobody needs us again! Maybe the gentlemen officers have a siesta? Or is there nothing to take from the owner of the "collective farm" Moskvich? We ask the driver before the next post to go with a clear violation of speed - to fly past the traffic cops with the greatest possible agility for our clunker.
WHERE ARE YOU A LUCK OF GOOD LUCK?
Finally pecked! The captain throws out his rod with a refined movement of his hand, “Moskvich”, screeching with brakes, stops.
Our driver (and this was the director of the law firm Pravozashchita “Driving” Sergey Volgin) with a guilty look goes out to meet the servant of the law.
- Why is the car so dirty? - the officer nods squeamishly towards the car.
- Well, sorry, my hands won’t reach washing, all the work and the work … But I’ll definitely wash it!
And then the inspector sees an expired technical standard on the windshield!
- Yes, and the inspection did not pass. Well - unscrew the numbers, we will draw up the protocol!
Then, fortunately for us, another captain left the post.
- Why are you attached to this wretched man! What to take from him - just get your hands dirty! Let him ride on his device to … - and the officer explained in detail where to go to the director of the law firm.
In general, here they released our Moskvich in peace; communication with the inspectors took a total of about three minutes.
The day was ending, no "catch". We are about to move back towards the Moscow Region garden - let the Moskvich rot. For the sake of order, we decided to drive along Lyubertsy (where nobody was interested in us either), then we left for the Ural federal highway. And just before turning to Bronnitsy, at the very end of the day, our Moskvich was braked at the traffic police post.
With all our hearts we express our gratitude to the senior lieutenant I. Denisov, inspector of the 6th battalion of the traffic police of the traffic police of the Moscow region! He is the only one who was not too lazy to stop the car, check documents, write a fine for the lack of inspection and blame for the untidy appearance! I even took out a screwdriver, intending to rent the numbers with my own hands, but here we “split up”, talked about our raid and its results and very, very much asked not to punish them strictly … So we still had the numbers, although after meeting with an alert officer Denisov, we quickly flew back yards towards the coveted garden. And Sergey Volgin has already paid a fine!