I got off the school bus and onto the back of a buddies dirt bike...off the street we went for home...as we were pulling up to my driveway a motor officer made the corner down the street...bieng as well educated as I am I yelled"RUN RUN ITS THE COPS" We made it about 4 miles before we knew it wasn't a winning battle(riding doubles,no helmet,all that stupid stuff)...when my buddie slammed on the brakes the cop actually went sliding past us locked up through someones front yard...he almost wiped out and was pissed...he was shaking so much he dropped his ticket book on the ground...after a good earfull he sent us on our way

PUSHING the bike this time...boy does it suck living in the foothills

When we got home my buddies mom inquired"I thought you weren't supposed to get caught"
My mom said "Loose you liscence if you like"


Best was the evasion of a patrol car riding doubles at night on my XR75 without the silencer