I've posted this before, it deserves a second airing here.
A friend lent me his car because mine was in dock. The car, a rotary engine Mazda RX3 (very agile and extremely fast). Only 2 rotors but with the equivalent power of a 6 cylinder reciprocating engine.
Driving along the m62 motorway there was no traffic ahead, i looked in the mirror, no traffic. So unlike me to put my foot down. At 125(ish) mph i heard the siren behind and sure enough, a flashing blue light.
First time ever, i was scared, put my food down and pulled away from the police car.
On a bend he disappeared from sight, i took the slip road hoping that he'd carry straight on.
No such luck, i stopped at the traffic lights at the junction of the slip road, the cop pulled up next to me, shouted to me to pull over when the lights changed.
Cop "How fast do you think you were going?"
Me (humbly) "Oh about 70 officer" (the legal limit)
He chuckled and said "i love a good chase, go on, get off for your cheek and don't do it again"
Was it politeness, cheek or a blonde with a low cut top and a short skirt?
We will never know