Compliment in the form of a pig.

So I'm leaving school yesterday on my bike... I'm cruising down a hill going about 30 coming up to a stop light. Suddenly I get the right turn arrow so I take it wide and get low. I keep cruising for a block or two and blast through a stop sign next to a scion. Next thing I know....Sirens. Damn.

Long story short, the cop says "You were going so fast, I thought you stole it. Once you blew the stop sign, I thought for sure you stole it." So there I was sitting on the sidewalk in cuffs while he ran my ID.

So thanks for the compliment Cortez, but yes, the bike is mine.