gsferrari
Registered
Came out of a right-hander and tucked in before letting her loose...over the crest preparing for the front to go light...transfer a bit of weight to the front to prevent a wheelie...
Over the crest comes an LE who was just as shocked to see me as I was to have seen him. I un-tucked myself faster than a uncooperative pimple and felt like kicking myself for doing so because I was still just 5 over the speed limit (about 15 meters out of the corner so she hadn't had enough time to cross 60 in a 55 mile zone)
I stuck it at 60 and tucked back in for the rest of that long ass 2 mile stretch. He turned around...made me pull over and I did what you guys advised ->
* Shut off the bike
* Removed my helmet and gloves
* Put my hands on the tank
* Waited
He must've run my plates because he took a couple of minutes before coming over to me. This is when things get interesting...
LE - "Looks like you're having fun!" (no smile)
ME - "Yes officer - beautiful day for a ride!" (smile)
LE - "Whom were you racing?"
ME - "No one officer. I am by myself"
LE - "It looked like you were racing!"
ME - "I always tuck in on windy days officer. Thats what the windscreen is for on these bikes. We dont have the wind protection that car drivers enjoy!"
LE - "How fast do you think you were going?"
ME - "Under the limit officer. My parents taught me well" (smile)
LE - "How fast can this bike go?"
ME - "As fast as the speed limits officer"
LE - "I mean - how fast can it go" (smile for the first time)
ME - "I dont know officer. I dont intend to find out!"
LE - "Alright - go on and have fun. Watch out for the f**k*ng deer round these parts"
ME - "Have a nice evening officer"
Phew! I dont think he ever intended to pull me over. I would have gotten away had he not seen me tucked behind the windscreen...
dammit!
Over the crest comes an LE who was just as shocked to see me as I was to have seen him. I un-tucked myself faster than a uncooperative pimple and felt like kicking myself for doing so because I was still just 5 over the speed limit (about 15 meters out of the corner so she hadn't had enough time to cross 60 in a 55 mile zone)
I stuck it at 60 and tucked back in for the rest of that long ass 2 mile stretch. He turned around...made me pull over and I did what you guys advised ->
* Shut off the bike
* Removed my helmet and gloves
* Put my hands on the tank
* Waited
He must've run my plates because he took a couple of minutes before coming over to me. This is when things get interesting...
LE - "Looks like you're having fun!" (no smile)
ME - "Yes officer - beautiful day for a ride!" (smile)
LE - "Whom were you racing?"
ME - "No one officer. I am by myself"
LE - "It looked like you were racing!"
ME - "I always tuck in on windy days officer. Thats what the windscreen is for on these bikes. We dont have the wind protection that car drivers enjoy!"
LE - "How fast do you think you were going?"
ME - "Under the limit officer. My parents taught me well" (smile)
LE - "How fast can this bike go?"
ME - "As fast as the speed limits officer"
LE - "I mean - how fast can it go" (smile for the first time)
ME - "I dont know officer. I dont intend to find out!"
LE - "Alright - go on and have fun. Watch out for the f**k*ng deer round these parts"
ME - "Have a nice evening officer"
Phew! I dont think he ever intended to pull me over. I would have gotten away had he not seen me tucked behind the windscreen...
dammit!
