It’s just a matter of time for me to get a ticket on the bike. I try to exercise good judgement on when to crank it up out of concerns for my life and others too but occasionally I’ll exeed the limit.
My biggest pet peeve is seeing a state trooper buzz by me when I’m doing 65 in a 55, no lights or siren. They are easily above 70 mph. I’m tempted to flag him down and write him a ticket with his own book.
I did get stopped for speeding by a county deputy sheriff on my Indian Vintage. He asked me if I knew how fast I was going? I said uuuuuuuhhhhh?
He said he clocked me at over 100 mph. I said “ sounds about right”.
He told me to slow it down and wished me a nice day. Oh BTW when he asked me if I lived around here I said yes they call me Dr.D.
What do you say Mighty Mouse?