bushboarder
moved on up
This morning I was practicing emergency braking in the parking lot of an industrial park that is closed on weekends. Two police cars come flying in and stop me. One officer gets out and asks if I live near there and have ID.
I tell him yes to both and give him my license.
He asks if I have any warrants. I tell him I better not. He just laughs as he calls me in to dispatch.
While we're waiting for the return from dispatch, he tells me the alarm in the building is going off that's why they are here.
He starts asking me about my FZ. When he heard it was a 600, he said it looks bigger than his CBR929(I'm assuming that is an older CBR?).
Dispatch says I'm ok. The officer leaves saying it's good to see a rider actually practicing emergency drills.
Interesting morning with the popo.
I tell him yes to both and give him my license.
He asks if I have any warrants. I tell him I better not. He just laughs as he calls me in to dispatch.
While we're waiting for the return from dispatch, he tells me the alarm in the building is going off that's why they are here.
He starts asking me about my FZ. When he heard it was a 600, he said it looks bigger than his CBR929(I'm assuming that is an older CBR?).
Dispatch says I'm ok. The officer leaves saying it's good to see a rider actually practicing emergency drills.
Interesting morning with the popo.