pulled over-"Erratic Driving"???
Posted: Mon May 09, 2011 8:36 pm
So, fine spring day yesterday, went ahead and paid the EPA tax on my GF's Ninja 250(pulled carbs and richened up pilot and needle=-made HUGE difference btw-ohh and forgot how much working on stone stock bikes sucks!!)
In the evening I was riding it around..seemed like everyone was out-it really WAS a very nice weather-finally! P{eople were crusing Main Street (yep we still do that here)
Southbound on main, I watch two Harleys pull out in front of me-northbound....one sets off two car alarms... The cars are being stupid-moreso than usual....and well, it's spring here...the grrls are out walking and people aren't used to looking for bikes..an SUV headed at me crosses the centerline by a foot or so...so I start doing the 'tire warming weave' (which is supremely fun and pretty much a mental exercise on the 'lil Ninja).The SUV jerks back into his own lane.
A few cars behind him is my buddy Walt, driving his new (to him) '02 Trans-Am, so I keep the weave up, and wave.
A few cars behind Walt, is one of our city's "finest".
Yeah, he's swerving to the side of the road and hitting his cherries before he is even past me....I point at my chest and give the "me?" gesture, brake and pull over...heehee the Ninja stops from 25mph in about 8 feet. The cop (in his completely overkill Tahoe) cannot even complete his U-Turn without hitting me....has to three point it to get to the curb behind me.
I don't even look back, kickstand, shut off, remove helmet and gloves, pop seat, remove registration and insurance from taped to bottom of seat ziploc, turn to face the cop and point at my front left pants pocket where my wallet is and slide my fingers in and retrieve it.
He's walking pretty quickly at me (an aside: he's one of the City's young bucks-raring to go)...and I hold out the required and
I say: "what the hell are you pulling me over for??"
In retrospect, that was a poor choice of words.
He says: "you can't be doing that" as he weaves his hands back and forth,
Me: "WHY NOT??!!It's MY lane".
"is there something wrong with your bike?
" it's fine, it likes that" .
"You can't be doing that"
"You said that already. WHY NOT??"
"Well, it attracts attention"
"perfect, it got the SUV that was coming at me over the centerline back in his own lane. "
" we see that, we think the person is intoxicated"
"Do you ride?, I'd pay to see a drunk try that. What's the violation?"
" That's 'Erratic driving' "
" 'Erratic driving' is a vio?? ticket EVERYONE!"
He rolls his eyes, and asks:
"how's your driving record?"
"one 5mph over, two years ago"
He takes my legals, goes back to his car (excuse me- Mobile Enforcment Unit). Runs my sheeit, most likely talks to my lodge brother who does evening dispatch. If not him, one of the others who checks me into the jail to host a weekly pre-release class, and who know me pretty well.
Comes back and hands me the paperwork....
"I'm not going to write you for this"
" 'Well, thanks officer. 'Erratic driving', eh? I think I woulda beaten that one"
He grit his teeth and retreats to his unit.
I stowed everything, suited up and drove away.
AND THEN REALIZED I HAD MY CONTOUR CAMERA ON MY HELMET ON THE BIKE'S MIRROR AND DIDN'T TURN IT ON!!!!
Gaaaaahhhh!!!
,
In the evening I was riding it around..seemed like everyone was out-it really WAS a very nice weather-finally! P{eople were crusing Main Street (yep we still do that here)
Southbound on main, I watch two Harleys pull out in front of me-northbound....one sets off two car alarms... The cars are being stupid-moreso than usual....and well, it's spring here...the grrls are out walking and people aren't used to looking for bikes..an SUV headed at me crosses the centerline by a foot or so...so I start doing the 'tire warming weave' (which is supremely fun and pretty much a mental exercise on the 'lil Ninja).The SUV jerks back into his own lane.
A few cars behind him is my buddy Walt, driving his new (to him) '02 Trans-Am, so I keep the weave up, and wave.
A few cars behind Walt, is one of our city's "finest".
Yeah, he's swerving to the side of the road and hitting his cherries before he is even past me....I point at my chest and give the "me?" gesture, brake and pull over...heehee the Ninja stops from 25mph in about 8 feet. The cop (in his completely overkill Tahoe) cannot even complete his U-Turn without hitting me....has to three point it to get to the curb behind me.
I don't even look back, kickstand, shut off, remove helmet and gloves, pop seat, remove registration and insurance from taped to bottom of seat ziploc, turn to face the cop and point at my front left pants pocket where my wallet is and slide my fingers in and retrieve it.
He's walking pretty quickly at me (an aside: he's one of the City's young bucks-raring to go)...and I hold out the required and
I say: "what the hell are you pulling me over for??"
In retrospect, that was a poor choice of words.
He says: "you can't be doing that" as he weaves his hands back and forth,
Me: "WHY NOT??!!It's MY lane".
"is there something wrong with your bike?
" it's fine, it likes that" .
"You can't be doing that"
"You said that already. WHY NOT??"
"Well, it attracts attention"
"perfect, it got the SUV that was coming at me over the centerline back in his own lane. "
" we see that, we think the person is intoxicated"
"Do you ride?, I'd pay to see a drunk try that. What's the violation?"
" That's 'Erratic driving' "
" 'Erratic driving' is a vio?? ticket EVERYONE!"
He rolls his eyes, and asks:
"how's your driving record?"
"one 5mph over, two years ago"
He takes my legals, goes back to his car (excuse me- Mobile Enforcment Unit). Runs my sheeit, most likely talks to my lodge brother who does evening dispatch. If not him, one of the others who checks me into the jail to host a weekly pre-release class, and who know me pretty well.
Comes back and hands me the paperwork....
"I'm not going to write you for this"
" 'Well, thanks officer. 'Erratic driving', eh? I think I woulda beaten that one"
He grit his teeth and retreats to his unit.
I stowed everything, suited up and drove away.
AND THEN REALIZED I HAD MY CONTOUR CAMERA ON MY HELMET ON THE BIKE'S MIRROR AND DIDN'T TURN IT ON!!!!
Gaaaaahhhh!!!
,