Here's a funny one. Yesterday my wife and I were out for a ride on some of NNYs best twisties, she on her Duc 620ie and me on my RS1200. Cruising along at 65-70 in a 55, I all of a sudden heard this whistling, whooshing noise to my left (I literally felt like a spaceship was going to whisk me away). As I turned to my left a NYS trooper blew by me, lights flashing, siren wailing. He kept going, so did my wife and I. When we got home, my wife and I agreed that he just did that to scare the crap out of us. I guess I have to spent more time looking in my mirrors.