Riding to work the other day in the Soup...come up behind a State Policeman following a really slow CRV. I follow him for about 2 miles going 40 in a 55...and finally I'm like...this is BS :: angry ::
So I say screw it....there is a 3/4 mile passing zone coming up...I pop out of o/d...spool up the turbo...and pass the both of them (making sure I'm only going 65). I finish passing, and the next thing I know...the cop comes flying around the CRV as well...and I'm like...oh...guess I'm getting pulled over...
Instead...the cop has a big grin on his face...and follows me at 64 in a 55 for another 10 miles before turning off.
I think I peed a little...but then I was left with a great feeling inside...I passed a State Cop. :naughty:
So I say screw it....there is a 3/4 mile passing zone coming up...I pop out of o/d...spool up the turbo...and pass the both of them (making sure I'm only going 65). I finish passing, and the next thing I know...the cop comes flying around the CRV as well...and I'm like...oh...guess I'm getting pulled over...
Instead...the cop has a big grin on his face...and follows me at 64 in a 55 for another 10 miles before turning off.
I think I peed a little...but then I was left with a great feeling inside...I passed a State Cop. :naughty: