In Europe, maximum speed was like 30 miles per hour for this kind of bike, it is what kids starting age 16 are driving with. They sell the bikes with a ring attached in the exhaust, limiting the bikes capabilities, fuck that. I changed the engine and exhaust so it was a super light wheelie machine. A little rocket or so I thought. To top it off, I painted my lights green, my plan was to never stop for the police anyway, they would confisate it and fines and shit. One night I got chased by a police car, he was so close behind me as I was going full speed. The siren blaring in my ears while and his lights where adding to the intensity.
I gunned for the park where I thought I would lose him, since it was around 2AM the park was empty so I drove on the path for pedestrians and this motherfucker was behind me the whole way, right up until I managed to squeeze through some bushes onto another path, then back onto the mainroad. When I got home, a good thirty minutes later, I was still shaking from the adrenaline.
Another time, I went to buy weed in Holland, as I came back I was driving on the path for bicycles and I saw this postman standing in the distance. As I got closer he morphed into a police man. He put his arm in my way, trying to block the path but I just kept on going, that was less exciting but I was paranoid af during the long road home.