Well, if I must...
We were all split up on Friday afternoon. A few were already back at the cabin, my cousin was getting a flat fixed at the local cycle shop. Brian, on his 1984 TRX 250, and I, on a Wolverine, left him there and cruised through town on our way on our way back to the cabin. It was just a few minutes after 4:00. We rounded the bend, past the town line and slowly started building speed. I habitually turned my head to check behind me and there he was - Johnny Law. I slowed a bit, but not much as I wasn't going that fast anyway and he looked at first like he was going to pass me but then cut in front of me and came to an abrupt halt. I realized then that it was me that he was after.
The first thing I thought at that point was that he was going to tell me that Brian had ridden off the road or something... But he approached me strongly and demanded my license. 'Give me a second...' It was in my back pack which I had to fight my chest guard to get off... 'Give me your license!' 'What did I do?' 'I got you doing sixty back there! Where's your license?!' 'Me? On this?
60 miles per hour?!?' I gave him my license and he went back to his car. After a few minutes two other cops show up and Cap'n Friendly gives them our licenses and says something to the effect of 'Write them up for 40' before taking off back towards town
Brian and I tried chatting with the officers to figure out what was going on, but they just kinda chuckled about the situation. Something was fishy.
Well, come to find out (my source will remain unnamed...), apparently, earlier in the day my buddy Kevin was riding through town, again with Brian (the only guy for miles around on a red 2 stroke three wheeler), and he (Kevin) popped a wheelie and tore through town at speed. Ruffled the feathers of a few townsfolk. When Brian and I were spotted in town, an APB went out and the chase was on. But when they got me and compared me to the picture that someone snapped of Kevin as he sped through town, they realized they had the wrong man. But they couldn't bring themselves to admit it. There was absolutely
no way that I was even doing 40 mph when they nabbed us.
End result, Brian and I had to pay the tickets - $123.50 worth. And Kevin is still on the loose...