at least the ones around here do.

I had to go get some replacement bolts for the one's I snapped on my bike while installing a 1/5 throttle insert. But the places that they were required me to have my fairings off to put them back in.

47 in a 35 and I was "weaving in and out between lanes" bullshit. I didn't even pass anyone. The cop was just hoping that I was some dipshit without a M/C license because I had my upper fairings off and looked like stunter. Then he "does me a favor" by not towing my bike, or giving me a ticket for not having mirrors (bolt to fairings) and not signing my registration.

And of course another cop has to show up immediately in case they can harass me even more, hoping that I didn't have an endorsement. Proof? The first thing he says AFTER I give him my license AND looks over it, is "do you have your permit?" hmm, that little "M" on the bottom of the card I gave you might mean something. asshole.

And I love it when they try to buddy up to you like you're friends. The second cop starts asking my questions on if I race it and why do I have header wrap below my pegs, etc. Then the first cop comes back and sounds like he's doing me this huge favor by only giving me one ticket for something that BS because they very frequently do 60+ all night on that same strech of road behind my house. Proof? Crown Vics have a certain sound to them when they are floored and it's 4am.