here is a tale..of big fines, some busniessmen with funny uniforms and 3 average people.
heading back down tamahere (SH1 towards hamilton) on me KLR 650 with my girl on the back, around 7 at night, 100kph when i see a single headlight appears in the mirror, and its catching me, as he passes i sees its a norton....hmmmm...maybe a 850 commando? he passes me at about 130, 140, (here comes the silly bit)
a thought of, i wonder if my 2003 4 valve DOHC 650 water cooled single can keep pace with a old school 850cc brithish engined bike...so i opened it up, and gave chase...traffic was low, the roads were straight, i was in full gears boots, pants, jacket, helmet, gloves,we hit 150 and yes, i could gain on him, and just pass him, then i think the KLR hit the limiter, and slowed down, big time!
so i went back to 90, about 1 kph down the road i wanted to check it out, but then one of em Fed's arrived on me tail, for him he just asked for my lisence, and came back to ask me to move down to where MR commando had also been caught.
i did want to meet this dude, just to see what kinda person he was.
anyway, mr commando had had a few (not too many), and was about 40, we had a chat, saw teflon and a few other KB'r roll past (around the riverlea auto wreckers) the cop fined me 1300 bucks, took away my lisence for 28 days (clocked at 141 kph..damn) and told us to trailer our bikes home.
i guessed we despised the tax collector as much as the people back in jesus day...but mr commando was a good sort, and trailered the kwaka home to my place using his gear, trailer, and his wife came to get us...bloody good man!
i cant take this too seriously though, i cant see it being dangerous to anyone but me, i was well prepared, its my life, and it was fun racing a old british bike, the Fed asked me why i was speeding, and i thought hmm...fun? he kept asking me, and i kept telling him.
see ya guys in 28 days!
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