
Best days were when a copper on an Ariel Leader or even better a Velocette LE would start to chase you on a "Cock of the Road" Brit 650 Twin.

You had the thought "you must be Effing joking mate", then opened up and went!
They usually gave up after a couple of hundred yards and any radios they had then were useless so you were off and gone!
If he stopped you later in the week and said I chased you last Monday doing 70 up here you would reply no it couldn't have been me mate, I was at me old grans doing her gardening.
There is another Triumph round here just like mine though, he wears a black leather jacket as well, you must be mistaking me for him!


Certainly no ANPR or Video eveidence in those days.
