Don't stop me if you've heard this before. I pull over to the side of the road and a big beefy state trooper comes sauntering up and asks" What have we got going on here today?" It seems I was doing 78 in a 40, the bike hadn't been inspected in a year or two and through some clerical error the lisense had been suspended due to a case of mistakin' identity in 1980. I was so intent on test drivin' the bike I kept going faster and faster after the siren and lights went on and I didn't notice. So I opt for the "Officer, I'm all jacked up" defense.
Here's the point I'm tryin' to make. When you fall into the hands of the police, and we all do, it's usually due to some over exuberence rather than any malice on your part. It could be speeding, or maintain farm animals within city limits, fishing without a lisence , tresspassing, fireworks, hunting out of season, running an unlisenced nightclub, building without a permit, the usual stuff, use the "I'm all jacked up " defense. We are exuberant people and if in our exuberence we take a small step over the legal limits, politely say,"Officer , I'm all jacked up and I didnt realize...." This year we will be honest.
*I got away with my test drive but I can't promise you will.
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