52 years ago or thereabouts I was tinkering with my buddy's Suzuki 124 dirt bike and took it for a test run through the neighborhood. I had welded up a tuner for it (no aftermarket tuners back then) so it was obnoxiously loud. I met a cop and decided I could lose him in a field about 1/2 mile away. The neighborhood streets were the typical waffle pattern and a 125 dirt bike was well suited to zig zag through there turning at every corner. I was doing pretty good at losing him until the last crossing at the field when I missed the approach and piled up in a shallow ditch. The officer was on me like stink on poop and gave me 4 tickets for speeding, no plate, no endorsement, failure to yield and had the bike towed. My mom had to accompany me in court as I was a minor and my dad was pretty annoyed !! That story still comes up every 5 years or so.
