Have you ever wanted to get pulled over? Normally people stay away from police cars and bikes because you just never know when you are going to get picked. Does getting a ticket for missing front plate or window tint sound familiar?

This morning I proved my theory wrong. I was getting on the freeway as usual, just idling at the red light. All of the sudden I saw her. She was beautiful, sexy and elegant. It was female CHP officer riding BMW R1150RT. Normally the girls working the law are not the prettiest, sometimes I even suspect they have a couple of round ones. She was quite the contrary. I almost thought she was wearing police costume but Halloween is over, so I denied that thought.

As I was drooling at her, the light turned green and she took off, but not before giving me a look and a wicked smile. Was I dreaming? This was one of the moments when everything seems surreal. I chased after her, desperately trying to attract her attension without violating any major laws. I tried pulling the wheelie but couldn’t master it. I screamed in my helmet: “Look, I don’t have my license plate, pull me over!” but she couldn’t hear me. Instead, she punched it and disappeared in the morning fog. Was it a dream?

I surrender. Please arrest me.

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