Not Ranked
Not a problem in my corner of California. I've never been harrassed in any way by the local authorities or CHP.
That includes:
The time near Marin when I realized I'd have to bolt to catch my exit off the freeway so I dropped it down a gear and started to open it up. Better sense got hold of me, and a glance to my left revealed a motorcycle CHP in the commuter lane--looking directly at me.
I gave him a big smile, upshifted, and then took the subsequent exit without the racing heroics.
And:
Testing my carb adjustments one night, I went through town and would stuff my foot into it momentarily to see if I'd adjusted out the bog. Within moments I'd attracted the attention of the local police, who followed me briefly but passed by when I pulled over to tell them what I was up to. After that, I figured I should go home and call it a night.
DD
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Dangerous Doug
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