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<snip>So you don’t think it’s rude to break the law. Interesting.
(And this is just another reason why we should have legal limits on power-to-weight ratio, but that’s another debate…)
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There are a few select laws I have no qualms about breaking. I would argue that a majority of people feel the same.
Power-to-weight is another debate, but I’d be rather disappointed if motorcycles were no longer legal.
[QUOTE=Sleeps With Butterflies]
You’re certainly an excitable and angry little fella, aren’t you?
You bet I think you made that story up? Paranoid much?
I’m sure the cops all pulled you over the other seven times just to get a good look at your car? Probably not. They probably pulled you over because you were driving like an asshole. Eight times in one year is more than having “quite a bit of fun driving fast” like a teenage boy. That’s excessive and speaks of your driving abilities.
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No, I just think you’re a presumptuous cunt. Driving fast =! driving like an asshole.
[QUOTE=Vinyl Turnip]
I’m more curious about the seven encounters where no ticket was given. Mistaken identity? Changed the cops’ minds with eloquent professions of innocence? Daddy’s the mayor? Well-worn pair of knee pads in the back seat?
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Since you asked:
Exhibition of power, when I accidentally squealed my tires downtown.
Unreadable license plate, when the plastic frame was loose and covered a tiny bit of the registration sticker.
Once on the way back from Durango, on a long stretch of highway with no other cars in sight. I slowly inched up to 90 in a 60, and got a warning because the cop said, “This is a nice car, you better be careful, and take care of it.”
Once in Colorado, when I didn’t realize the speed limit changed when the highway went into town. We spent more time talking about my car then about what I did wrong.
Twice on Indian land, where I was driving less than 5 over and it didn’t really warrant a ticket.
I can’t remember the last one right now.