Alright, so this is when i was 14 years old, im 15 now. Before i had my banshee, i road an 03 YZ250 and also had a 1999 YZ80. My friend used to love riding the little 80 around so this one day we decide to go out on this dirt road and ride around a bit. We do some good riding then are heading back down the road and right as i come around this corner over a hill i see a cop car. The cop sticks his hand out the window and motions for me to pull over, so i think about it for about a split second then i crack on it and im gone lol. Left my buddy in the dust figuring he'll have enough common sense to run to. i pull in this little sand pit and hide in the bush for about 10 minutes then head back to my house. I put the bike behind the garage and head inside and the cop pulls in my driveway. Turns out my pal on the 80 stopped for the cop and told him where i live. The cop just gave me a tap on the wrists and left, said if you see my again, don't run, lol suuuuuureee.The cop said when i cracked on the bike all he saw was dust and heard rocks hitting his car. I was surprise he only gave me a warning.Then i had to go walk to my friends house and get my 80 back and he tried to say that he couldnt make it around the cop car and that his mom told him where i live. Well that was the last time i let my friend ride my YZ80. Now i have my banshee for outrunning cops, and i only ride with people who are going to run to....