...lol (literally)! Some of these stories are great!
+1 to MacDoc
+1 to Wheelieboy
+1 to Omnivore
As for popo,..there has to be about a hundred criterion they have to meet in order to get a prosecution. Is that you on YouTube speeding on your bike, or was your bike jacked? Their latest "trick" is for those that run...they'll wait for you at your front door, or phone you to come in, and if you don't admit to running, they'll threaten you with an "obstruction of justice" charge and tell you you'll do time. Don't ever fall for this. And don't ever say "I lent my bike to a friend - it must've been him." They have "nothing" in Ontario if they can't place you on the bike at the time of the occurrence. Best thing to say to cops is absolutely nothing or you will help them prosecute you. It's a hard concept to grab as you feel the intimidation and that's their main weapon (intimidation). You do not have to speak to cops at all, and if you do, you're aiding in your own prosecution as everything they will ask you is a trick. The cops I ride with blow past me...on a Gixxer 1000 as I try not to push it when I'm with them out of respect for them allowing me to speed with them. Realize they are corrupt as they come. They'll arrest you on an HTA172 and go home and get their own SS out and twist the throttle way past 200 KPH!
Another story...a sixteen year old Prince on his Suzuki RM 250 saw a bunch of Enduros racing up north. Turns out it was an Ontario-wide organized race. I just couldn't resist these enduros on my stomping ground, so I kicked my Suzuki RM 250 in to gear, and started wheeling passed them one-by-one. As I was being a smart *****, I looked ahead and there was a bog about four feet deep ahead. Plowed right into it, and was up to my waist in sinking mud. Needless to say, I had mud on my face (pardon the pun). As I walked back out to the main road, head hanging in shame, a black bear strolls passed me and stops on the trail. Great! I know bears can smell cortisol (fear) so I bit the inside of my cheek (to prevent a cortisol release) and held my ground and the bear went on his way. Another crazy moment in the life of me.