Well, today I went for a run in the neighborhood I had ridden into to lose the cop. I was on mile 8 of my 10 mile run,
And then I saw the cop car, same car, same driver, and if I remember correctly the same plates.
He stopped, as I was running past where he was parked, he got out of his car and said "Can I ask you a question real quick?"
Something along the lines of that, I had too many things going through my head to remember correctly.
So I stopped, and walked over to him. He asked me if I had seen anyone riding a dirtbike or some sort of motorized bike, that was red and black.
At this point I figured if I lied, I would just get even more screwed then I already was.
So I went on to tell him, that it was me, and that was my bike he had seen yesterday, and I was the one who ran from him.
He looked dumbstruck for a second. :laugh:
Then he just looked at me and said "Damn." "That was easier than I thought it would be"
I didn't respond to this, and after a few seconds he went on to say that he could get me for a handful of violations, and what I did was stupid and reckless.
I agreed, (I mean, after all, it was:doah
After I agreed with him, he went on to say he needs to see the bike. I said fine. That is no problem, and said that if he wants just to walk to my house or I'll run back and he'll follow me.
He ended up walking with me, during which he explained the fines that I could face, and the charges I could be faced with, which, I have to say, he had a long freakin' list.
I showed him the bike, and he said he needed to make sure it was the same one.
(at this point I was thinking something along the lines of "want to see the back of it? It might look more familiar :biggrin: but I didn't)
So he told me about the charges, and the fines, and that he would take my bike, and I would have to pay alot to get it out of impound.
He then said "I'm not going to take the bike".
At this point, I damn near ruined my shorts.
He went on to say that while he
could and
should take my bike, and get me in trouble, he wasn't going to.
He said that had I stayed on my street and property, he wouldn't be talking to me. He said he has seen me tearing around, and had no problem until I left my property.
Guy was really cool, and after he said he was going to let me go, actually asked to take it for a ride. The TAV was acting up, and it had no gas, so I had to say no.
Before the guy left he told me that if he caught me on the street again I'd be in real trouble. I thanked him and he left.
And that, is how I got out of trouble.
And I have to say, the bike ain't leaving my garage for at least the next 3 months.