[Corey]

When I first started riding I was tearing ass through this small town I was living in at the time. I think I had my 600R for all of three months, tops, so I was of course a master level rider by then. I was coming up to a light when it was starting to turn yellow and I was a good distance away, so naturally I poured on the speed to blow through it. That's when I noticed the cop car waiting for the light to turn. So I grabbed a handful of front brake and mashed on the rear brake and locked up the rear wheel and came to a embarassing skidding stop right in the middle of the intersection. I backed up the bike and waited for the cop to come pull me over for being a general dumbass. He just looked at me, shook his head, did the ol' finger wag, and drove off.