Sheriff: "Thanks for stopping—you guys usually just take off.”
Surtch Pherther: "I figured you’d wanna talk to me.”
Sheriff: "Listen, I’m not gonna give you a ticket—I didn’t get you on my radar, thought it was broken. Just... How fast were you going when you came rippin’ up behind me?”
Surtch Pherther: "Well, through both canyons, I was doing one-sixteen quite a bit, so... Yeah, probably about one-sixteen.”
Sheriff: "One-sixteen... May I see your license?... I appreciate your honesty, and like I said, I’m not gonna give you a ticket, but do you know what this would have cost you?”
Surtch Pherther: "Hmmm, one-sixteen... One-fifty?”
Sheriff: "Oh, much more than that. First, it would have been a mandatory day in court for both of us, but I’ve got no proof because I didn’t get you on radar—I thought it was broken... It’s a nice bike, and I understand that you want to ride it fast. Just......