went for a ride today, just a wee one around 'the block' as I was heading out, about to hit the fun stuff, I came upon a police checkpoint.
I got waved over to the side of te road by one of the cops, a bloke who looked to be in his late 40's.
I put my music on pause, expecting to be asked to do a breath test.
nope.
just checking licences, and wofs and regos He said. No problem I said, and pointed to the rego label and the WOF sticker was tucked away. he had a quick look, and I climbed off the bike, and pulled my helmet off so I could ferret around in my pockets for my licence. He stood up after checking the labels were all legit, and looked me up and down, and said
"You're all geared up and looking like you know what you're doing. dont worry about the licence, have a nice ride"
Now, it wasnt busy, this was on a quiet backroad, middle of the afternoon. from the time I was pulled over, to the time I had my helmet back on and left was probably 3-4 minutes, and not a single other car went past in that time - so not like he didnt want a hold-up or something.
I rode off wondering, would he have insisted on sighting a licence if Id not been on something tidy and late-ish model? what about if I wasnt wearing all the gear?
anyway - proof that not all the plod are anally retentive cunts. Had a great ride after that
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