Cagin' it this morning, (like I have a choice) and rolling through a dark, foggy, 25mph School Zone, when Mr. Impatient on his FZR-looking thing stops tailgating me, passes over double yellows, and rolls it up to 40mph into the worst place to get nicked ever. Fortunately for him, the Fuzz was nowhere to be seen.... Poor bastard was probably on the way to work and couldnt wait to get at the meager twisties at the end of the road. At least he had gear on....too bloody cold without it. :confused