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I shit you not... I rode the Kawk for the first time this year today.... I drive my car home from my appartment, put my bike back together, roll it out the back porch, through my snowey back yard & to the driveway... hop on, fire it up.... she's warm... throw my gear on, pull outta my driveway & of course i'm gonna hit it .. BWAAAAAAAP, 2nd, BWAAAP & close the throttle... look up, "dumb... fucking.... luck"
cop
I officially set the record for Shortest Distanced Covered From the Start of Your Personal Riding Season Before Blasting By A Cop, & Getting Pulled Over...
LESS THAN .1 MILES
Not only was I clocked at 55 in a 30, but my FUCKING REGISTRATION WAS EXPIRED and here i am, getting ready to ride 4 hours to Albany to meet up w/ Chris, Darrel & (hopfully) Will tomorrow AM
i was so friggin lucky it happened when it did though, cuz these two cops were cool shit... they weren't exactly acting like my buddies, but i didn't get Towed (should have) didn't get a ticket (definintely should have) and DIDN'T EVEN GET A FRIGGIN WARNING
he just said "obviously you live right there, turn around, park it & drive a CARRRRRRR to the registry"
I love my townie cops
apparently in MA, ALL MOTORCYCLE REGISTRATIONS expire at the end of December
Moral of the story - just cuz your insurance agent says to you "Alright, you're ALLLLL SET, have fun on your trip".... don't believe a word the dumb bitch says
(and yes, i got to the registry 1/2 an hour before it closed... i'm good to go now)