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Put the hammer down this morning going over a newly constructed bridge in my home town. I'd say from stop light to stop light is a mile and a half and there is a retaining wall on both sides. Kind of like a drag strip. No one to pull out in front of me or cut me off. So, after finally dialing my JSM carbs(whoa boy..hold on) I head over there on my way home after my shake down ride and just open her up.
Well on the other side of the bridge, about a mile from hammer time(where the stop sign is, is my city's finest with a radar gun pointing at me.
Needless to say he pulled me over about 1/2 a mile down the road. Of course in order to talk to him I have to turn the bike off and put it on its center stand. He walks up to me and looks to be 30ish. I take of my 1976 bell helmet and reveal my grey hair and the look on his face was priceless.
He asks me "what the hell I think I'm doing and do you know how fast I was going?"
I answer "my speedo only goes up to 60mph. I still have to get it fixed". I knew the bike was digging in hard as I hadn't even shifted into 4th. No idea how fast I was going. Maybe 60? 65? I was taching 4600rpm
He comes back with..."I have been sitting here for weeks handing out speeding tickets. Sport bike mostly and I can identify which kind of bike it is before I see it. But I couldn't identify yours. It sounded like a big block mopar". ..Then turns his attention to the bike(1970 Fastback). Then looks at my registration and my license. Then the bike. Without looking at me he states "I clocked you doing 81 miles an hour(in a 40mph zone). I can take you to jail and impound your bike and you will never get it back." Then Pauses, lets out a sigh, looks at me and says, "get your speedo fixed." And gives me a fix it ticket. "And stop going 81 mph again. You are going to kill yourself someday". Then smiles.
I get the impression he thought I was some sort of Burt Munroe type. I haven't killed myself yet. My Thruxton doesn't bring out that 'hammer down' effect the Norton does.
How do I fix my speedo? I wobbles and shows 90mph when, I think I'm going 60. And 60 when I'm going 40. I have 30 days to fix it.
Then I ask myself, "self? how am I going to prove my speedo works and get my ticket signed off? Are the cops going to ride next to me?"
Well on the other side of the bridge, about a mile from hammer time(where the stop sign is, is my city's finest with a radar gun pointing at me.
Needless to say he pulled me over about 1/2 a mile down the road. Of course in order to talk to him I have to turn the bike off and put it on its center stand. He walks up to me and looks to be 30ish. I take of my 1976 bell helmet and reveal my grey hair and the look on his face was priceless.
He asks me "what the hell I think I'm doing and do you know how fast I was going?"
I answer "my speedo only goes up to 60mph. I still have to get it fixed". I knew the bike was digging in hard as I hadn't even shifted into 4th. No idea how fast I was going. Maybe 60? 65? I was taching 4600rpm
He comes back with..."I have been sitting here for weeks handing out speeding tickets. Sport bike mostly and I can identify which kind of bike it is before I see it. But I couldn't identify yours. It sounded like a big block mopar". ..Then turns his attention to the bike(1970 Fastback). Then looks at my registration and my license. Then the bike. Without looking at me he states "I clocked you doing 81 miles an hour(in a 40mph zone). I can take you to jail and impound your bike and you will never get it back." Then Pauses, lets out a sigh, looks at me and says, "get your speedo fixed." And gives me a fix it ticket. "And stop going 81 mph again. You are going to kill yourself someday". Then smiles.
I get the impression he thought I was some sort of Burt Munroe type. I haven't killed myself yet. My Thruxton doesn't bring out that 'hammer down' effect the Norton does.
How do I fix my speedo? I wobbles and shows 90mph when, I think I'm going 60. And 60 when I'm going 40. I have 30 days to fix it.
Then I ask myself, "self? how am I going to prove my speedo works and get my ticket signed off? Are the cops going to ride next to me?"