Riding through the Sierra yesterday, beautiful day, enjoying the mountain roads. Heading around a corner, uh-oh, Po-Po!
CHP: "Do you know how fast you were going?"
Me: "90???"
CHP: "Yep, do you know what the speed limit is here?
Me: "Honestly, I have no idea."
CHP: "55 mph"
Me: "Ouch, this is gonna hurt"
CHP: Not today it's not. Slow down OK?
Me: "Absolutely, lesson learned- thank you so much!"
CHP: "How do you like the bike?"
Me: "Just got it and I love it"
CHP: "Very cool, ride safe"
You got lucky!
ReplyDeleteoh you lucky bastard. I guess you can be extra happy it was a cop on the side of the road and not a herd of elk crossing the road...
ReplyDeletetoo true my friend, too true!
ReplyDeleteI don't believe your freakin' luck! 90????!!! Ok, Road Squid........slow 'er down!
ReplyDeleteOn my cross country trip I came up on a Texas state trooper while doing 110 and he only 70 something. Once I saw him it was too late. So i slowed down, pulled up along side him, and made a motion like, "want me to pull over". He looked at me puzzled, then laughed big, really big, and waved me onward. I kept it at 80ish until he was out of my mirrors. But then again, I was passed by an 80 year old, grey haired lady in a Buick, while I was doing about 85/90. keep the rubber down my friend.
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