You’re not still after me are you?
Sorry I waved at you with only two fingers mate. I had an attack of writers cramp as I gestured! (Something “cramp” beginning with a “w” and ending in “ers” more likely!). I was only saying “ Hi!”
Mistaken identity though. Mine was the Mk 3 Cortina 2 litre GXL! Red with black vinyl roof.
God I fancied myself in that! Used to burn folks off regularly in it, back in the day like. I was once bombing along at about 80 mph on my way to me mam’s caravan at Ingoldmells, wi’t bird by my side. We were off for a dirty weekend in Ingoldmells. She was a new girlfriend actually and I couldn’t wait to open her up and give her full throttle!
I glanced in the rear view mirror and saw this copper on a motorbike chasing me. I glanced down at the speedo and realised I was done for! So I decided to have a bit more fun. I carried on at 80 or more until his blue lights came on, even then I ignored him a bit more, just for the thrill of it! (Looking back now I must have been bloody stupid!). Eventually he pulled alongside me and waved me down.
Usual thing...
“Good day Sir. Have you any idea why I’ve stopped you?”
“Was I driving a bit too fast Officer?”
He then reprimanded me severely and I remember him saying, “ I don’t like riding my motorbike at those speeds”. Which made me think, “ weh! Tha shunt av bothered!”
But I didn’t say that. I thought it though!
I got a fine. I can’t remember now whether there were points back then? Possibly mid 1980’s. But it didn’t spoil my day!