Man! It was messed up! You read the subject right, I hit a motorcycle cop! I was going down the highway yesterday afternoon through Hollywood California. Traffic was sorta jammed up as people tried to get through the studios and a couple motorcycles were splitting through the lanes and going about their business. Suddenly I caught in my side mirror the flash of a headlight and in an instant I realized it was another motorcycle coming through. He picked a bad time because the car in the left lane had a wall that squeezed him toward me....causing the motorcycle to get REALLY squeezed. This guy didn't budge though, and actually hit the throttle. He almost made it though until he found the mirrors didn't clear him. WHOOPS! It was a cop! He was on a fully dressed out ST and BANG! That ST sure can make a racket when it hits a car mirror. Without missing a beat, this cop just did a jig and kept going through. I heard him as he cleared my fender only to pop the fender of the car to my left as he exited the gauntlet he chose. MAN! It sure was some nice riding! That cop didn't even look back and didn't whine about it. If that'd been in Texas, we would've had the highway shutdown and everyone out crying and slinging snot about how dangerous it is to split lanes. Just goes to show that all I'd been saying about the West Coast Pussies...doesn't include everyone out here. Some of these guys actually will ride and not worry.
