
So I decided to trundle off home and open the bike up along the str8 back down Woodstock to Epping Rd. (I never goe this way normally), at 11000 revs the needle hits 200km/hr and I get one of those fantastic side wind rushes....

Holy shit.....

"have you had anything to drink sir and do you know how fast you were going" as he shoves a breathalizer in my gob.
No drinks mate but I'm unsure of my speed....

Yes mate sorry I wasn't aware I was going that fast ..... one red ticket later and me gearing up to ride the 5km home and thanking the Lord Jim Beam that I wasn't radared 30seconds earlier...
Yes I am a dick, but glad I still have my license.
cheers