I saw two oh poop moments today...
#1- I was enroute to a call... see a metric cruiser with male rider and female passenger doin' a rollin' stop at an intersection. You know, the kind where you all but stop and you keep yer feet on the pegs? Yep, that was the plan. Then he saw my patrol car. I guess I scared him outta doin' the rollin' stop. He flops both feet down and starts to wobble all over the place. I watched in the mirror after I passed by him to see if they went down. He kept it up but I don't see how...
#2- Rollin' through the main drive of the college campus enroute to another call... Hear a sport bike twistin' it up... Then it comes into sight... a sport bike of some kind gettin' it up on one to show off for some students standin' around. Well, apparently seein' the patrol car sorta scared him, too... go figure.
He slammed it down and squeezed the hell outta the front brakes. He was watchin' me and sweatin' it as I passed by. I just gave him the two finger wave and kept rollin'. Bet he didn't expect that.
Ya'll think I should have pulled him over and told him that he shouldn't slam it down like that because it's hard on the forks?