Remember that this is from 1975 to 1977, when I was young(er) and stupid(er) than I am now, also, it was a private ambulance service not in the 9-1-1 system.
Brooklyn, NY, Holmes Ambulance Service (defunct), I'm "teching" and Dave's driving our converted van ambulance. Harold the dispatcher calls us, Dave grabs the "mic", and we are told there's a Cardiac Arrest at a non hospital care center.
In the middle of Queens!
Lucky for us, we're right by the Brooklyn-Queens Expressway. Dave acknowledges the call, throws the "mic" into the hook, and throws the van into gear. Bad as that POS van was, we burned rubber leaving the parking spot, and join the Sunday Afternoon traffic flow.
I won't say we were travelling too quickly for the road, but John F Kennedy International Airport's tower reported an unidentified RADAR contact following the BQE, the Long Island Expressway, and then the Grand Central Parkway, loosing the contact near the 180th Street exit.
I will say we were probably doing the "century" for most of the trip (read that as 100 MPH, I did say I was younger and stupider then).
I left the alleged safety of the seat belt ('taint no safety at those speeds!) while on the way, to put the CPR board, Bag Valve Mask, O2 tank and regulator on top of the stretcher, and resumed my seat and belt.
A trip that, without lights and siren, or exceeding the speed limit, should have been a half hour, was completed in 10 minutes.
On arrival, we had the stretcher out almost before the wheels stopped turning, shanghighed an elevator that food services had under key control, and almost took the door off the hinges as we exploded into the room, to find...
An 80 something year old woman, who confirmed that she was the patient we were supposed to pick up, but advised us she was supposed to be going in for testing, to be started early Monday morning!
Timecheck: about 2-30 PM Sunday!
We went looking for the charge nurse, who answered the question of "Why did you call it in as an Arrest?" replied "We wanted you to get here quickly."
For an ambulatory patient going in over 12 hours prior to prescheduled cardiac testing?
Dave didn't give me a chance. He verbally raked her over the coals, picked up the phone to call Harold the dispatcher, and after explaining the conditions, handed the phone to the charge nurse, who got reamed a second time by Harold.
We transported the lady to the hospital, without lights, without sirens, and kept out of sight of the military jets looking for the UFO in the skies over Brooklyn and Queens!
You know you cannot make this stuff up!