How many times have you...

...taken evasive maneuvers to avoid getting stopped or chased down by law enforcement?

I got stopped not too long ago for speeding. Like 30mph over the limit.
She let me go after recognizing me/my license as a long time resident of the area. I have been running up and down the same "test" stretch for over 25 years and know all the nooks and crannies and all police/radar hiding spots. I was running up and down that stretch and pulling into the local service station at the end of it checking the plugs after switching back aviation fuel (which I love!)
These reasons for my speeding are no excuse, but they are fun.
And I probably should have gotten a ticket. She just cut an older motorcycle rider some slack.
I could have ditched her very easily but knowing it would make me a future target just sucked it up and said "yeah, I was way over the limit and you got me" and "what did your radar read out for my speed?" and "what did the speedometer in your car read, I'm not so sure of the accuracy of speedometer?" .
I do mention that they need to find a new radar setup as that one has been burned out for years. Then they come back at me with stuff like "if you saw me why didn't you slow down?!" or "if your speedo isn't accurate why don't you get it fixed!" or "if you were doing the speed limit we wouldn't be talking!"

In my other life I was quite inventive about evading the police with my long hair and "Impeach Nixon" sticker on the back of my BSA Lightning. I was known to cut through back yards, hide in a strangers garage, or drive off the road and straight up into the woods. I never used flat out speed to evade the police, their cars were too powerful.
Honestly it was really easy to lose a cop tailing me. Sometimes they would be waiting at my bike when parked at school telling me they knew it was me that ran and sooner or later they would catch me. Usually in a stern but friendly manner although there were two that really had it out for me and my long hair and my political "expressions".

These days I just pull over and wait, hands on the bars, helmet shield up and motor off. More often than not I get a verbal reprimand and the conversation will almost always drift to my Norton. I even had one of my sons long time friends (now a policeman here) pull me over just to say hi and ask how his old friends were doing.
I guess having gray hair while riding a still cool 40 year old motorcycle can sometimes be an advantage.

Of course non of you have ever committed such atrocities.......

Man I have to many stories to tell when in my youth, seems we use to play a lot with the police trying to avoid them, dirt bikes and on the Norton and one of our local cops I think he had fun trying to catch us and if there was a few of us the slowest always got caught, one officer called Demsey had it in for me and it was always cat and mouse chases when he saw me whether I was doing anything wrong at all to upset him, I had more wins with him he wasn't very smart in how he tired to catch me and 90% of the time I got away from him and the times he did catch me he would rub his hands and say " I finally got you Pricey " with a big smile on his face, just like he won the lotto.
These days as I get older I just pull up if I was doing something wrong and admit to it straight away and sometimes do get off with a warning but I find the female cops with strips are the hardest to deal with, seem to have a power thing going with them and sometime if way over the limit and I talk to them kindly I have only given me a lower fine for my speed I was really doing, there are some good cops around but then there are the cops you just can't get away with anything, so you just got to take the good with the bad and hope your luck is with you on the day.

Ashley

In my youth I outran and evaded more cops than I ever could remember. Of course, these events were always when riding the Atlas.

I remember one time with four wheels. I drag raced a guy and blew his doors off, and as I watched his headlights grow smaller in my mirror, they suddenly got inundated with flashing blue lights. Turning mine off, I headed home via the least likely route a back up police cruiser would take to reach the area.
I ran the car into the garage and lowered the door, then sat on my porch to enjoy the evening. It wasn’t 5 minutes until a local police cruiser pulled up in front and the cop hailed me .
“Have you been racing on (forgotten name) road?” Not me, Woody, I said. Being a small town, and being a volunteer fireman, I knew most local cops by name.
“We know it was you, no other car in the county sounds like yours!”
What is special about the way mine sounds?
He said, “It sounds like a bull elephant trumpeting “

I said " My car has been in the garage since 3 this afternoon", and as soon as I told that lie, it struck me that if he walked into the garage, he would hear my car's engine making the sound, ....teek......teek....

He then said "Tell all your hot rod friends to quit racing on (forgotten name) road, you are driving old Mrs (forgotten name) crazy."

So I did my best to foster good police-community relations and passed the word that the boys in blue were looking for you on forgotten name road.

Slick

Never tried to evade the cops.

Got a good few tickets in my "yoot", but was given warnings an equal number of times.

Back then, there were no "points", and I've never had my license suspended.

It's been over a decade since I got a ticket on a bike for speeding, even though I've been flying in excess of the ton on a regular basis. Out here in Texas, we have a LOT of wide open, unpatrolled space.

These days, the cops apparently have much better things to do. I hardly EVER see patrols since covid showed up...

Been chased a few times and caught fewer times
One time I was being chased by a police car I overtook my mate who had his girlfriend on the back
He thought I wanted to race so he chased after me
I pulled into the campsite we were staying and flattened myself on the tank behind a dry stone wall
My mate pulled in and said what the hell you doing
The he saw the blue flashing light coming up the road and my mate and his girlfriend pulled next to me flattening thereselves
My mate was having a go at me
I said you didn't have to chase me
His girlfriend was having a go at both of us
It was hilarious the cop car flew by
Back then you'd rarely hear anything even if they got your registration number
I used to turn my lights off and hold my thumb on the flash button when I was chased at night

Over many years I’ve been requested to stop and make an explanation etc. The last occasion I was on my turbo Hayabusa and being held up by a line of cars, so simply opened it up in 3rd and very swiftly went past at about 160, as soon as I got past I dropped back to 65 in a 70 limit piece of dual carriageway behaving myself. About 2 miles later I saw blue lights in the mirror and obviously they’re for me, so I put my hand up indicating I was pulling in at a safe spot. Plod got out of his car as I was taking my helmet off to be better able to hear and speak to him. His first question - don’t you like your licence? He then gave me a lecture on how it took him so long to catch up to me when he was doing 150, only to find me inside the limit. The longer he talked the more I realised he didn’t know how fast I’d been going and I wasn’t getting ticketed. Talking politely and not interrupting has always proven to be a sensible idea and has gotten me out of plenty of scrapes in the past. On one occasion plod and his sidekick kept me and the wife talking while they checked me out - they were adamant I was ‘on the job’ and I simply couldn’t get them to believe I wasn‘t a copper.
I did get stopped by the gendarmes in France for supposedly 174kph in a 50kph. (110 in a 30) however they were armed and made a show of pointing them out. I didn’t get away with that and because I didn’t turn up at the trial (yes, of course I was going to go back - not!) I got a fr3500 fine in my absence.