ON MY BIKE!!! It was quite possibly the defining moment of my cycling career. It happened like this...nice strong tailwind...slight downhill...full out sprinting...cop car is in the left line beside me (i was in the shoulder of the right lane) and I wasn't paying attention to the speed on the computer as I was trying to keep pace with his car...suddenly he swerves into the right lane and puts on his lights and almost runs me off the road. This big fat guy gets out of the car and I could tell he wasn't amused by the look on his face. He walks over to me and says:

"son, do you realize that I paced you back there at 41 mph!"
Me:"really!?!" (Secretly inside I was rejoicing because that is pretty damn fast
usually sprint in the mid 30s on this same route).

COP: "the speed limit is 30 mph....can I see your driver's license please?"
Me: I don't carrry one sir, i don't have any pockets (complete bull****, carry my license and insurance card in my seat bag)

COP: "Well i'm gonna let you off with a warning this time, but next time you are subject to a $186 fine...you need to slow it down."


I clipped back in and took off making sure to keep in right at 30 as he stayed behind me all the way to the end of the street. What a jerk!!