so i pulled up to my local liquor store @ hampden & havana. theres 2 cops parked driver door-2-driver door 25ft around the corner. was faded already and nervous when i saw them but was too late to turn around. soon as i step out i hear some sportbike smashed out. i thought right away its got to be somebody on the highway and how i should be riding and not getting fucked up. within 5 seconds i see a fucking blue wrx sti and a white 600rr hauling ASS down hampden, flying from my right to left. sti was flying straight and the rr was weaving lanes. holy shit, ill ride a staggard for a light or two down hampden but damn. the cops did NOTHING.
i got a ticket within 5 minutes for illegal parking at the mall so i suppose i shouldve been having more fun racing down a fucking main vein in aurora. bullshit i say. since moving here its like the police are bipolar. popping you for having your helmet visor clicked 90% down while they stick both thumbs up their ass for racing. bs. stories please.
