Never thought I'd have one of these stories. I was driving back from Colorado to California, on about hour 16 of a 17 hour drive. I was very tired, delirious, starting to see things...driving my 300E of course.
So I'm on the downhill portion of I-80 near Truckee, where it is very easy to be doing 85mph with very little gas. It's where a tuned 300E is right at home. Ahead I see there is a motorcyclist bombing through corners. It's pretty early, not much traffic so I figure why not see how fast he wants to go...
I get closer, and at first glance I thought he was a CHP officer (tan shirt, white helmet), but he was only wearing a un-tucked regular polo shirt (must have been off-duty I realize now). But I didn't see any markings on the bike so I figure he's just a regular joe , cop look-a-like.
I am following him from a reasonable distance, driving spirited, and he gets over to let me pass. I have no problem leading! So I get in front and we are entering corners at 95-100mph with him right on my tail for about 5 miles, VERY FUN! Then.....he lights me up. *****. I get over into the other lane, and he cruises up to my window and waves his finger at me....and speeds off.
I never want to do that again!
