So this past week, I passed a plane Jane ford explorer doing 42 in a 45, I bumped it to 55 as I passed. This J/O rode my bumper and I thought he was running me down. So I took off, just to put some space between us... he waited until I reached 112 to turn his blue lights on... Once pulled over, we had words on the process of pulling someone over, and riding their bumper... He indeed pulled me for 112 in as 45, but really he wanted a better look at the bike. We shook hands and parted as friends. no ticket, just a tongue lashing.


Because karma's a bitch, 2 hours later I was wrote up for 31 in 25.... but that's another story.