I would like to take a little time here to talk about my recent run-ins with Johnny Law. We’ll go in chronological order using a bike week scale.
Harley Week – 1 week: Rear-ended by state trooper on my way to work. This then causes me to hit another car. No real damage to my car aside from a little paint. At one point in time there were seven state troopers, one sheriff, and some SCDOT trucks on the scene. All things aside, had a kind of good time hanging out with the troopers and making fun of the one that hit me, while furiously texting all my friends that the coast was clear to speed across Horry county as I had the troopers tied up for the moment. MORE AFTER THE JUMP
Harley Week- Friday Night 12:30: Attempting to be a good boy and go home relatively early/sober. Am pulled over on Kings Highway and forced to pull into the Droopy’s parking lot to recieve my gift ticket. Unbeknownst to me, I have a headlight out(probably a result of the previous incident). So therefore instead of issuing tickets to the thousands of available drunken bikers, he decided he’d give me a little green reminder note to get that fixed. Not to mention there may or may not have been some contraband in my cupholder at the time. You know, just to get the heart racing. A little pissed off, frustrated, and currently already in a bar parking lot, I decided to have a frosty beverage and reflect. I would like to thank all the assholesloyal Droopys patrons for the uproarious applause I recieved upon entering the bar. Thanks guys.
Black Bike Week – Saturday 12:30pm: Leaving the gym, pretty sweaty and nasty. I would like to take this time to state that I pretty much always wear my seat-belt. By habit more than anything else. However, my tendancy is to get in the car, get moving and then hook it up. That’s just how I do it. So I think we can all see where this is going. I’ve been in my car all of 20 seconds, pull out onto Oak Street, next thing I know there is a motorcycle cop cutting a u-turn and pulling me over. ARE YOU SERIOUS. First of all, another 5 seconds and the damn seat-belt would have been on. Second of all(is this a real saying), on my way to the gym I saw 3 wheelies, and 7 bikes split two cars on the dotted line. Is it really an efficient use of your time to pull me for a DAMN SEAT-BELT. Luckily, I am an island of calm in stressful situations, and receive the ticket with all the grace of an MTV movie award.
Needless to say….WTF!!!!!!!!
“Keeping bikers out of jail….one ticket at a time.” No offense dude but you were doing stuff wrong. Us bikers.. i understand your hate for the ones that speed, the ones that cut off others, etc however how about the rest of us that drive with the speed limit, check to make sure we have everything works before we get on the road such as headlight, tail light, both brakes, etc? Believe it or not, us safe bikers get pulled over for no reason, literally the cop pulls us over and looks for stuff to ticket us on as he walks up to the bike.
I’ve had a cop catch up to me. I was driving at the speed limit (50) while he pretty much flew behind me (no blue/red lights or anything), he must have been going at least 80 mph to catch up to me in the amount of time he did. After he cough up he followed me for few seconds, then went on my left, they both checked me out good and then pulled over on the side of the road. You getting a some slaps on the wrist for something you are clearly guilty of and whining about it on the internet and blaming bikers for your irresponsible acts is not acceptable.