Did Madboy do the runner?
It's well known that I'm a strong advocate for the f***offski approach to minimising infringements. Well last night I roll up to an intersection on the way home. I give way to the car on my right, then I proceed through the intersection, taking a cursory glance to the uniformed patrol car that is crossing from my left. The two officers are glaring at me. The one in the passenger seat almost does a complete 360 of his head looking at me while they do a loop around the roundabout to follow the car behind me.
Hmm... well in my book it's one thing to have a QVR done and your address obtained, it's quite another to have the cop actually know where that place is. So I take the first left. It would appear that I might have been travelling a little bit quicker than the car the police car was following. Then I take the next right. And the next right, and the 3rd left, and the next right... you can see where this is going. All the meantime, I'm never doing more than 50-60k while the police car has any line of sight on me. Not that I would ever speed with the police around anyway
So here I am, down the back of some completely random streets, about to turn right and head home, and this police car comes screaming into the street a few hundred metres back with the red and blues going.
That's nice I thought, he must be off to a job, so I tootled off down a few more side streets and in a roundabout sorta way ended up at home. With no Commodores in tow.
Now, am I a bit paranoid in thinking that maybe these coppers wanted to have a chat with me?
"You, Madboy, are the Uncooked Pork Sausage of Sausage Beasts. With extra herbs."
- Jim2 c2006
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