I had a story to post in the totalled car thread but it's disappeared.
Anyway, I had been talking in that thread about tailgating. So now on with my tailgating story:
I was driving to work today, zoned out, on autopilot, thinking about stuff. I was rousted from my mental union break by the sound of large displacement American motorcycle exhaust. I found the source; in my rear view mirror was a head bearing a white helmet just above a Harley windscreen that said POLICE. He looked to be no more than 5 feet off my bumper and revving his engine. I immediately looked down at my speedometer and I was going 78MPH in a 60MPH zone. I thought "oh no, brace for reckless driving ticket". I got over out of the left lane into the the right lane and I expected him to follow me over and turn his lights on. He didn't; he twisted the throttle and shot past me once I was out of his way. I breathed a sigh of relief and then got curious. I sped up and matched his speed, staying 4 or 5 seconds away. We went 85-89MPH together for quite a few miles. I was watching him fidgeting the whole time with something on mounted to his bike as he rode. When we got to a traffic light and stopped, I was close enough to see that it was an Iphone in a cradle. We grossly exceeded the speed limit again together for the next stretch of road and then he pulled into Whataburger. Unless he was responding to an emergency there, and his lights weren't working, I think the only explanation was he was too hungry stop and give me a ticket.
This isn't the first time I've had a similar experience with the cops around here. Everybody goes 15-20MPH on the tollway and doesn't even slow down when cops are around. It's like an unwritten, but universally understood agreement that you can speed there without fear of being ticketed. I've been going 20MPH over the speed limit on the toll way before a few times and had cops casually pass me, as they go 25-30mph over the limit.
And all this while everybody tries to see how close they can get to the person in front of them. CRAZY! I NEED TO GET OUT OF THE CITY!
Anyway, I had been talking in that thread about tailgating. So now on with my tailgating story:
I was driving to work today, zoned out, on autopilot, thinking about stuff. I was rousted from my mental union break by the sound of large displacement American motorcycle exhaust. I found the source; in my rear view mirror was a head bearing a white helmet just above a Harley windscreen that said POLICE. He looked to be no more than 5 feet off my bumper and revving his engine. I immediately looked down at my speedometer and I was going 78MPH in a 60MPH zone. I thought "oh no, brace for reckless driving ticket". I got over out of the left lane into the the right lane and I expected him to follow me over and turn his lights on. He didn't; he twisted the throttle and shot past me once I was out of his way. I breathed a sigh of relief and then got curious. I sped up and matched his speed, staying 4 or 5 seconds away. We went 85-89MPH together for quite a few miles. I was watching him fidgeting the whole time with something on mounted to his bike as he rode. When we got to a traffic light and stopped, I was close enough to see that it was an Iphone in a cradle. We grossly exceeded the speed limit again together for the next stretch of road and then he pulled into Whataburger. Unless he was responding to an emergency there, and his lights weren't working, I think the only explanation was he was too hungry stop and give me a ticket.
This isn't the first time I've had a similar experience with the cops around here. Everybody goes 15-20MPH on the tollway and doesn't even slow down when cops are around. It's like an unwritten, but universally understood agreement that you can speed there without fear of being ticketed. I've been going 20MPH over the speed limit on the toll way before a few times and had cops casually pass me, as they go 25-30mph over the limit.
And all this while everybody tries to see how close they can get to the person in front of them. CRAZY! I NEED TO GET OUT OF THE CITY!