This is how damn hot it is here today... So, this literally just happened... I just got a KLX650R I have been working on back from the shop. OMG, I just got the KLX off the back of the truck. SO, I am thinking, I should make sure it's fixed up right before head out of town for business for a couple of days. SO, I kick start it, and it fires up well. I decide, had the thing in the garage for about a year, might as well take it up the street and back. At least make sure it's fixed right and running well. SO, I ride up the driveway and onto the street (I should point out my street is super quiet and nothing ever happens there). Then I pull out, on to our quiet street, not really hauling-ass, but going kind of quick. Everything feels okay. Wonder what this thing can do? I grab a handful of throttle. Boom, torque and lots of it. It's fast. Damn fast! I'm not a wheelie dude, but I am pretty sure my front wheel is off the ground. At this very moment, I notice the Durham PD officer, sitting in an unmarked car on the street. I pass him. Now, just to be clear, I am on an obviously not-street legal bike, no tags, horn, blinkers etc. and I am hauling ass. (plus, I just drank a beer in the garage, there's no way I would blow, but he could make it a real shitty afternoon for me). I ride past him, then think... OH. SHIT. In that moment, I just decided I should turn around and head back to the house. I could probably grab the throttle and haul ass for the trails at the end of the street, but I'm too old for that kind of shit. I am coming up with excuses... Tell him I was just getting it out for a trip to the mountains or some such thing. Or I had been working on it... this is kind of true right? ...I just decide to take my lumps and whatnot. Well, I turn around, ride back, slow down to a crawl and wave when I come to his window. I am expecting him to roll his down, and give an earful (and that's if I am lucky). It's so hot, he just waves back, doesn't even put his window down. I go super-slow by him (expecting him to follow me home when he sees the bike isn't legal). Nope, it's 95 degrees and humid as the inside of your gym shorts after a cross country meet. There's no way in hell that guy is getting out out of that AC. Thank you officer! I ride back to the house and park in back. Note to self, next time, I will be checking the street before I take that thing out again.