Extremity
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Was riding to the gas station to grab some snacks and a pack of smokes. Passed a very easily spotted police officer on the way. I have a motorcycle license, registration, tag, etc. Nothing is expired and I was definitely not speeding, so I wasn't worried. I really don't care if I get pulled over because I know they can't pin anything on me.
Anyways, he pulled out (very dramatically, fishtailed a little and all that "I'm a cop with nothing to do right now" stuff) to follow me and I kept on going not thinking twice about it - I mean, his lights weren't on and he didn't have a siren on either, so why should I stop or slow down? About a minute later I catch him flying up behind me - I'm going 53 in a 50, and he's easily going 85. Before I know it he's on my ass and not showing any sign of slowing down. I'm not sure if he was trying to read my plate and wasn't paying attention, but 3 seconds later I hear brakes screeching and see a police car skidding out of control towards me. I yanked in the clutch, dropped down two gears, and had the throttle wide open faster than I ever imagined I would be able to, simultaneously rocketing forward and getting into the left lane to get out of his way. It's amazing how your instincts and pure skills come into play without even a fraction of an intentional "I'm going to downshift and accelerate right now!" thought going through your brain in a situation like this.
I'm really not exaggerating at all. He skid to a complete stop on the side of the road and sat there for a second, and by that time I had slowed down to the speed limit knowing I know I was in the clear, even if I had a little adrenaline pumping. I stayed in the left lane and once again he gunned it, got up next to me, stared at me as I stared right back, and continued past me. I sort of expected a nod or a wave signifying "Hey, sorry that I'm a dumbass and almost ended your life", but got nothing. I'm still wondering if he could have tried to pin me with a speeding ticket for rocketing away from him - in my panic I was probably EASILY at 95mph, but I seriously doubt that would EVER hold up in court, especially if his onboard camera caught even a glimpse of the situation.
It's kind of scary when the people who are supposed to be keeping the roads safe are the ones putting you in danger. Has anybody else dealt with a similar situation? I'm still really shaken up and I ended up coming straight home when I had originally planned to take a little midnight cruise. I have a lot of respect for people who put themselves in risky situations and make sacrifices to help citizens and keep us safe, but idiots like this should be thrown in a cell themselves! :Flip:
Anyways, he pulled out (very dramatically, fishtailed a little and all that "I'm a cop with nothing to do right now" stuff) to follow me and I kept on going not thinking twice about it - I mean, his lights weren't on and he didn't have a siren on either, so why should I stop or slow down? About a minute later I catch him flying up behind me - I'm going 53 in a 50, and he's easily going 85. Before I know it he's on my ass and not showing any sign of slowing down. I'm not sure if he was trying to read my plate and wasn't paying attention, but 3 seconds later I hear brakes screeching and see a police car skidding out of control towards me. I yanked in the clutch, dropped down two gears, and had the throttle wide open faster than I ever imagined I would be able to, simultaneously rocketing forward and getting into the left lane to get out of his way. It's amazing how your instincts and pure skills come into play without even a fraction of an intentional "I'm going to downshift and accelerate right now!" thought going through your brain in a situation like this.
I'm really not exaggerating at all. He skid to a complete stop on the side of the road and sat there for a second, and by that time I had slowed down to the speed limit knowing I know I was in the clear, even if I had a little adrenaline pumping. I stayed in the left lane and once again he gunned it, got up next to me, stared at me as I stared right back, and continued past me. I sort of expected a nod or a wave signifying "Hey, sorry that I'm a dumbass and almost ended your life", but got nothing. I'm still wondering if he could have tried to pin me with a speeding ticket for rocketing away from him - in my panic I was probably EASILY at 95mph, but I seriously doubt that would EVER hold up in court, especially if his onboard camera caught even a glimpse of the situation.
It's kind of scary when the people who are supposed to be keeping the roads safe are the ones putting you in danger. Has anybody else dealt with a similar situation? I'm still really shaken up and I ended up coming straight home when I had originally planned to take a little midnight cruise. I have a lot of respect for people who put themselves in risky situations and make sacrifices to help citizens and keep us safe, but idiots like this should be thrown in a cell themselves! :Flip: