6.30 this morning out for a empty road blast. Into North Wales and heading to LLangollen and a bit before LLandegla came up on a Race Rep doing 60. Followed it for a bit and thought "Sod This" and passed him expecting him to fly past me which he did. I followed him over Llandegla Moor and slowed for the Speed Cameras and up the Mountain towards the Ponderosa Cafe on his back wheel. Flashing Blue Lights and I pulled into the lay-by and He turns out to be a Plod in Stealth Mode on a BMW. There goes my Licence. I thought about telling him that I cant ride it slowly as it's awful below 3500 RPM and the short and very loud Megas are to hide the stupidly noisy and badly engineered straight cut gear noise and the Black and White number plate is for the D Day anniversary, but before I could open my mouth "that's a stunning bike and it goes really well and I can't believe you kept up with me. Can I sit on it? and here's my phone, take a photo, and I had to give it loads to stay ahead of you or I would have had to do you because of the video evidence, and if I see you doing that speed again I'll book you and thanks for the ride I enjoyed it and it sounds Fekin brilliant". There is a God.(North Wales, Landegla Moor,Llangollen,Horseshoe Pass, for those that know no explanation is needed, for those that don't, no explanation is possible) and 163 Miles today!!!