Join Date: May 2005
Location: Manassas, VA, USA
someone explain my good fortune please!
I'm bearing down on 130mph westbound I-66 through rural Virginia, virtually no traffic, on my 1100S and my buddy's on my K12S a few hundred yards behind me. I THOUGHT I had this all figured out, great sight lines, it's not like I haven't been on this road a few times before. All of a sudden, in the median about a half mile away, behind a slight mound, is one of Virginia's finest, and I do mean finest (love this guy and never even met him) running radar, facing me of course. I throttle down pretty quickly, but no braking, just a nice de-cellaration and I'm doing about 75-80 when I pass his position. Spped limit's 65 by the way. I know I'm getting popped, zero defense for you can't defend what's indefensable, right. But wait a second, I look, and I look, and I look some more and he never came out! WTF? Happy Independence Day to me, I reckon, but if there's anyone out here that can give me a reasonable explanation as to why I'm not facing a $2,500 fine and loss of license, any LEO's that can determine if maybe, just maybe, the guy never got a read on either one of us...I'd love to know. I always thought that if you could see them, it was too late, they had ya. A buck thirty's booking and it LOOKS like you're booking. I don't know, just wondering if anyone could shed some light on this very rare phenomena. Thanks in advance for responding.
'99 R1100S (race-ready)
2000.5 Aprilia Mille
'05 K1200S (outta the box almost race-ready!)
Cage: '06 MZ4