Last time I was at the store, a bunch of squids were telling tales of encounters with the law.
They seem to enjoy it, I thing they like talking about riding, getting harassed by the law, running from the law more than they like riding.

"Yea, I'd be laying some serious times through those curves, if it wasn't for the law out there"
Of course I was on my way home having ridden over 200 miles of twisties starting in TN, crossing into NC, and back into TN without seeing any LEO other than at Shady Valley.
