So I get off work at 11pm and Im feeling good, but tired. Off work till Monday, Canucks play the Hawks tomorrow(game 1-2nd Rnd of the playoffs to the non-NHL fans out there) Great mood.
About 2mins into the ride home there is a 1 km long tunnel that I usually exercise the 2-brothers lungs some. Go through the gears a couple times, as there isnt much traffic at this time of night.
Im in the fast lane coming to the exit of the tunnel and Im riding up on this Suburban quickly. As we exit the tunnel I change lanes to go past him and he matches my speed. Now I've been around the block a few times to know what the local po-po are riding these days and this truck looked too old, the passenger mirror was folded in, just looked raggedy.
By this time I'm doing 130kph(80mph) and hes jockeying me, just 2 carlengths behind in the fast lane. This goes on for at least 4 minutes. I notice that there is a car in the slow lane coming up quick so I giver a little gas to change lanes and pass the slow car. The guy in the Burban speeds up a little to box me out. So I dropped it to 160 kmh(100 mph) in no seconds flat and take off leaving him in the dust. About 5 minutes later I look in my mirror and see flashing lights!!
I say F. Hes stll probably 100 yards away and I throw the signal on and pull into the slow lane preparing to pull over. He stays in the fast lane and turns his lights off so I think Phew!! Hes not coming after me....He pulls up and its the same Suburban that was F-n with me earlier. He goes past and turns his lights on for another 1/2 sec for whatever reason and takes off.
Lesson here for me is maybe take it a little more easy..a $300+ ticket coulda really ruined my night...
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About 2mins into the ride home there is a 1 km long tunnel that I usually exercise the 2-brothers lungs some. Go through the gears a couple times, as there isnt much traffic at this time of night.
Im in the fast lane coming to the exit of the tunnel and Im riding up on this Suburban quickly. As we exit the tunnel I change lanes to go past him and he matches my speed. Now I've been around the block a few times to know what the local po-po are riding these days and this truck looked too old, the passenger mirror was folded in, just looked raggedy.
By this time I'm doing 130kph(80mph) and hes jockeying me, just 2 carlengths behind in the fast lane. This goes on for at least 4 minutes. I notice that there is a car in the slow lane coming up quick so I giver a little gas to change lanes and pass the slow car. The guy in the Burban speeds up a little to box me out. So I dropped it to 160 kmh(100 mph) in no seconds flat and take off leaving him in the dust. About 5 minutes later I look in my mirror and see flashing lights!!
I say F. Hes stll probably 100 yards away and I throw the signal on and pull into the slow lane preparing to pull over. He stays in the fast lane and turns his lights off so I think Phew!! Hes not coming after me....He pulls up and its the same Suburban that was F-n with me earlier. He goes past and turns his lights on for another 1/2 sec for whatever reason and takes off.
Lesson here for me is maybe take it a little more easy..a $300+ ticket coulda really ruined my night...
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