Around here, the cagers love to hog the left lane and run 50-55. what ever happened to the left lane being the PASSING lane??? If you want to pass anybody around here, it has to be done in the right lane. which is exactly what I did. there was a line of 8-9 left lane hogs and a clear shot in the right lane to pass them all. I signaled to the right, dropped a gear and nailed the throttle.No sooner than I had just passed them all, I hear this siren, look in my mirrors and lo and behold, a NC trooper in a "slick top" blazer with blue led strobe lights in the grille and top of the dash is right on my tail. I slow down and pull over, muttering profanities as I reach for my license and registration."Where ya goin, there hot rod"? Smokey says with a big grin. I tell him its really hot in all this gear and I just want to get home to the AC. He turned out to be a really nice guy and even
complimented my bike.."looks pretty good for an 82" he hands me back my
license and reg. and says"just try and slow it down a little OK buddy"?
"oh YES SIR!!!" I said a prayer of thanks as I made it the rest of the way home. that was the first break I had gotten in years. usually I get a ticket. There may be alot of butt hole cops out there, but there's a few good cops too. I was lucky enough to find one. Now, where can I get a good deal on a radar detector?
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