I can just imagine that beat cop!
This reminds of a story a good friend of mine told me about one of his nefarious cousins. This happened in Boston back in the 50's or early 60's. Turns out this guy was a shady scrap dealer and one of his favorite ploys was to go down to one of the freight yards at 2:00 am on a Saturday and load up the back of a one-ton pickup he had. Well one night he goes down there and the only thing available for him to steal was some recently removed railroad rail - you know, 39' long and about 130# per running yard - so think really heavy. Anyway, the guy had a pipe rack set up on the pickup bed that extended over the cab and a heavy duty winch of the front bumper, so he winched the rail up onto the pipe racking - something like two DOZEN lengths. You can do the math, but it was way over capacity for the truck.
Anyway, as he's leaving the freight yard, the rail starts to slide off backwards - apparently he wasn't able to get it quite balanced properly. So as he's driving through the Southie section of Boston he gets the idea to back the truck up to one of the many brick buildings in the area and gently push the rail back into position and get it balanced so he can safely make his getaway. Well the truck didn't have the oomph to move that much weight when done slowly, so he pulled away a couple of yards and gave it a bit more gas - the resulting impact moved the rails a couple of inches, so he kept repeating this - each time moving a little further away and giving it a little more gas on each successive attempt. Well, you guessed it - on the last backup he hit the wall so hard the rail blasted completely through the brick wall and got stuck there! He then pulled forward to free the truck and drove like a madman to get outta Dodge.
A cop comes by a couple minutes later - apparently the loud crashing was noted by someone in the area - and the guy nearly flips out when he sees 20+ lengths of railroad rail sticking out of the side of a building some eight or nine feet off the ground. As the rail yard was on the far side of the building, he called the bomb squad as he thought there must have been an explosion in the freight yard that hurled the rail completely through the building like some many javelins or arrows!
Man, that was one of the best laughs I have ever had!
Brian
Taxachusetts