In our neighborhood, there is a policeman who sits in his parked car for hours, waiting to catch speeders or people who roll through stop signs. (I was once a victim when I failed to make a complete stop at the sign. Now I'm very careful, because I know he's watching.)
Anyway, it seems that it's not only motorists that he watches, but cyclists. I don't know if this story is true, because I wasn't there to see it, but my son claims it is. He told me that his buddy got stopped by this policeman for riding too fast on his bicycle. The speed limit is 25 miles an hour. This kid was going almost 35 miles an hour. The policeman turned on his lights and followed the boy until he stopped.
I can imagine the conversation:
Policeman: "Do you know you're riding too fast, son?"
Boy: "No, sir. How fast was I going?"
Policeman: "35 in a 25."
Policeman: "Not cool. I'm giving you a $50 speeding ticket."
Policeman: "That's 'sir' to you."
Boy: "But, I don't even have a driver's license."
Policeman: "If you keep driving like that, you'll never get one." *hands ticket to the boy* "Pay it, or I'll see you in court."
Have you ever heard of a cyclist getting a ticket (adult or child) for going faster than the speed limit?
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