So I'm riding my CBR250r lane splitting on my way to work as per usual, when there's construction up ahead and the two lanes merge into one. There's a bike behind me and I had started speeding up, which I usually do. But as I'm entering the merge, I suddenly see a bike cop pass in the opposite direction and he turns his head towards me and I see his lights come on.
I'm thinking oh man maybe I was going too fast or something and I slow down and slide behind the Mercedes SUV that I was right next to.
I think I'm safe then he literally pulls up right next to me, and says "How's it going?" It's a red light by the way.
- "Good." And I nod my head per biker etiquette.
- "oh wow I didn't know they made a 250?!"
- "oh yeah, they came out in 2011."
- "Must be good on gas?!"
-"yeah, almost 80mpg sometimes."
-"right on man!"
Light turns green.
He turns on his lights and says, "So I gotta pull this guy over, (points at the Mercedes SUV), you can pass."
I nod and ride away, thinking that was probably the weirdest exchange I've ever had with a bike cop. The bike behind me slows down and stops lane splitting, probably because he didn't know what me and the cop were just talking about.
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