The black Mercedes-Benz with dealer plates cuts us off at the lights on the corner of Highways 7 and 27, in the middle of the Greater Toronto Area, nearly clipping our front fender. It’s deliberate. He sees we’re a cop car. He wants a chase.
Sergeant Mark Walton gives him one. The second the siren wails, the Benz is gone, 180 according to the dashboard radar, 180 in a 70 zone, well past the threshold for stunt driving in Ontario. Weaving through traffic, it careens south down the cloverleaf onto the 407, going well over 200 kilometres an hour. We are in pursuit until the Benz rises to 220, 240 and Sgt. Walton eases up. The situation is too dangerous to continue.
