A few of my erstwhile riding companions called over tonight for a little evening hoon. I led the way out of town, as I knew the way. I was on my old Bandit, the other bikes were RSVR SP1 K4 GSXR 1000 and an SRAD 600.
I thought, I'd better keep my speed up or these sporty types will get bored with pottering.
Anyroad, not 10 mins into our ride this maniac Police man comes screaming to a halt on the wrong side of the bollards at a junction we were waiting at, lights a flashing and sirens a hooting.
This chap was so irate and angry I thought he was going to burst!
He couldn't book us cos he couldn't catch us and log our speed.
Fair enough, we were speeding and way way over 100 at that but I've never seen anyone so angry.
So angry in fact, that he didn't notice all the illegal visors, exhausts, headlight covers etc. which he could have booked us for.
Anyway, we got away with it so he was ok by me.