back when I had my 850 midnight, I got pulled over by a motorcycle cop in Lewisburg, Pa. It was my first ride of the spring and the first bike cop I'd ever seen. By the time I noticed it was a cop it was too late. He liked the midnight and that may have saved me. He said did you know you were going 92 miles an hour? I said, no way, my speedo only goes to 85........He didn't even smile.
After I sucked up to him about how cool I thought it was to be a bike cop ect, He only wrote me up for 72 and pretended not to notice my lerners permit was out of date.
After I sucked up to him about how cool I thought it was to be a bike cop ect, He only wrote me up for 72 and pretended not to notice my lerners permit was out of date.
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