You Can Run...
I've been randomly checking license plates for over a year and have never had a 'hit' on a stolen vehicle. A new guy joined our squad and found a stolen vehicle in his second week. As he followed, another unit and me (with a partner) converged on the convertible Ford Mustang.
The Mustang stopped and we positioned our three patrol cars behind him. With four guns drawn on the driver, I commanded him to turn off the engine.
"What'd I do?!", he yelled back.
"Turn off the engine NOW!", I repeated.
(He kept the car in 'drive' and was slowly lurching forward.)
"What's wrong? I didn't do anything?", he repeated.
(We all knew he was going to take off as he refused to turn off the engine.)
"Turn off the motor! NOW!", I tried again.
His reply was sqealing tires on asphalt as he gunned the accelerator and sped away Eastbound. Our Sargeant advised us not to pursue the vehicle so my partner and I got into our car and drove South hoping he would double back into our path. Even though he refused to obey my commands, our little "conversation" bought us just enough time to get the helicopter overhead before he took off.
The helicopter followed him as he eventually turned south and then west (crossing our path as we had hoped). He was going much too fast for us to follow directly so we stayed on parallel streets trying to anticipate his direction. As he headed for a notorious gang neighborhood, a few undercover officers joined the fun and closed in. He parked in an alley and ran on foot through the neighborhoods. With the helicopter directly overhead, it took only a few seconds for us to locate and apprehend him.
It was quite satisfying to have him look up from the ground and see me standing over him. I could tell he recoginzed me from the traffic stop and had no idea how we caught him since we were never visibly behind him as he fled. I asked him why he didn't obey my command to shut off the car engine.
In typical dirtbag fashion, he responded, "I seen all them guns and didn't know what to do. I didn't steal that car, man."
"I never said anything about a stolen car. I just told you to shut off the engine", I replied.
Knowing he just admitted to being in a stolen vehicle, he cursed at himself under his breath.