riding the FXR on my way to my mate's place at midnight, i passed on double yellow lines doing 75ish in a 50, and sure enough a cop in a sidestreet saw the whole thing - and didnt pull me up on it
was riding the FXR home from doing "stuff" with some mates at about 1:30 this morning. doing about 75ish in a 50, as you do....
out of nowhere i hear what sounds like a siren, i check the useless FXR mirrors to see those dreaded blue and red flashing lights
so being the awesome getaway vehicle the FXR is, i pulled over. cop checked the bike to make sure i hadn't stolen it, gave my licence a good hard look at (i've got my full), asked my address etc, and then returned my licence and let me go
must be my lucky day or something!
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