02-21-2018, 10:50 PM
I must confess in my youth I got pulled over for speeding (actually racing) on a customers CBX against a friend on a Seca 750 that wanted to see how fast this bike was, and got out of it. I was on a test ride after just servicing the bike which reportedly had a high speed miss, when I ran into my friend Randy on his new Yamaha and he suggested the run off. So we turned around and headed back toward town down a long straightaway. I had just came through there, but in the meantime a local cop had pulled in and set up radar in the shadows under the rail road trestle. When we came busting down thru there I was totally surprised. He threw on the lights and the siren whipped around and started chasing us. I told the other fellow to take a side road and I led the cop back to the shop. I rode right into the shop, dismounted and walked behind the counter. The cops name was Earl and luckily he was a customer of mine who rode an 850 Suzuki L model. Man. was he mad. 'What in the H do think you were doing?" steam coming out from under his cap and spit flying out of his mouth. I explained about servicing the bike and how it had a high speed miss that I was checking out, and that if he brought his bike in for a high speed miss he would want to know it was fixed before getting it back. He eventually calmed down a little and said he understood, but not to test them like that in town, to take it out on the State Highway. I said ok, then asked him what speed I was doing when he radar'd me. He said I was doing 125 in a 25. Whoa (stupid 85 mph speedometers, thanks a bunch Joan Claybrook). Man that was close!
To make up for it cosmically, a few years later I got a ticket in a small town in Kentucky I couldn't talk the cop out of, for doing 30 in a 25 lol.
To make up for it cosmically, a few years later I got a ticket in a small town in Kentucky I couldn't talk the cop out of, for doing 30 in a 25 lol.