the next instalment in my saga of tickets and naughtiness for your reading pleasure...
caught by biker cop being a TOTAL dumbass. must stop being a dumbass. might die. will def lose licence at very least. think recent poos experience will help this. thought i would share so all you "i'm so perfect" kiwibikers could give me a bollocksing and help me not die. because i know deep down, you love me and crave my acceptance and approval.
anyway, to the story at hand, I got lazy on my gear a while back
couldn't get glove inners to fit into correct leather outer fingers (so ANNOYING trying hours to get them in!), so on this particular ride I flagged gloves.
just had pedicure, so also flagged boots (you don't even want to know what was on my feet...).
only ever wear proper pants on long rides - so was in jeans (it's been much, much worse, had many a commute to work in my skirt...). did have helmet and jacket at least...
not going a very long way, maybe 12kms...thought she'll be right...
busted by a biker cop on motorway just before newmarket overbridge where it goes to a temp 70km/h at about 109 (still arguably in 80 km/h zone). saw cop, braked, watched him in rear view mirror as he pulled behind me and rode there for a while. thought i might have gotten away with it...of course he eventually pulls me over.
such a dumb girl, speeding with no gear (what I was wearing was really a mockery now I look back on it...), had dry-ish, loose chain. admonished for 20 mins by biker cop on side of motorway. before all you fucknuts jump in, totally accept deserved it. had no defence, it was so embarrassing. another $230 ticket and 35 demerits. only 10 more points left on my licence for the next 15 months :|
cop tells me he only pulled me over in the end because (while i was watching him intently in my mirrors) I was following car in front too close, and lack of gloves. apparently no gloves usually means no licence.
he didn't ticket me for following too close because he didn't want me to lose my licence, and he said we need more girls on bikes. *girly smirk*
cop was a real sweetie (well, not so much a sweetie that he let me off my ticket, but need to learn lesson and all that) - pulled out his cops motorbike handbook and writes the ref number on the top of my ticket so i can find the book and read it, he reckons it will 100% change my way of riding. some english book that they teach the bike cops now in NZ to comply with. we talk about gear and why i wasn't wearing it and i like his pants and he gives me directions to the shop. he tells me stories. I make him promises (although I drew the line at hi-vis)
anyway, I just need to not get lazy or too overconfident. it's so embarrassing now looking back i'm horrified. that cop and ticket was just what I needed.
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