I recently purchased a street bike and took it for a ride through mountain trails. While climbing a gentle grade I contemplated the hypothetical situation of being flagged down by a motorcycle cop - the 'Gopher Cop', who hides in his hole until a speeding motorist drives by (one sometimes stakes out a small driveway near the base of the hill on eastbound Newhall Ranch Rd in Valencia, CA).
I figured it was more prudent to pull over instead of accelerating the bike to 300mph, the machine's theoretical maximum velocity, and risk crashing at the sharp hairpin turn ahead.
The next morning at 4am, I arrived at the motorcycle dealership where I had purchased the bike.
