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Slip road on to the A435 heading towards the M42. You go round an Indian restaurant on the left then have to hammer it as the slip road on to the main road is short. The bloke in the left lane isn't moving, so I twist the wrist, sail past him on his left and pass a car going slow in the right lane. I'm doing a good speed but I back off as the traffic queues for the motorway can be a mile long there and you can't see it due to the bend.
I know that the black car drops to the left lane when I undertake him.
When I start backing off I see the flashing lights in my mirrors. Shit.
There's no where to pull over so for about 1/2 mile I'm doing 50mph with a police car behind me and everyone is overtaking having a good look.
Thankfully he's on his own and he's a decent bloke. My heart was going and I had practiced my excuses. He asked me why he pulled me over. I shrugged, He said it was for teh undertake. I explained that the car blocked me so I had to get by and I wa carrying some speed. He said there was enough room for me to join the road and to back off without having to undertake him.
But he's very reasonable. He's already run my details and knows the bike has recently had an MOT. I carry my licence which I volunteer. He taps the number plate and asks if that was on when I got my MOT. I said it's the same plate from when I bought the bike and I've not changed it.
The copper told me to take it easy and to back off the speed. He must have been on something as he said I look "respectable"
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So it's fair to say I shat myself, but got a good copper.
So if you see a black 5 series 13 plate with a bald middle aged bloke, don't undertake it.