[boblyon1]

Once! - It was on the 2007 "Snakes to the Lake" fall run to South Lake Tahoe. It was a beautiful day and we had just finished some great mountain roads. I was mid-way in a pack of about 40 Cobras when I and the rest got stuck behind a dump truck for five minutes or so on a single lane road near Kings Beach on the north side of the lake. After the truck turned off I felt honor-bound to catch up with the rest, and led the charge right through a CHP radar trap, with me being the designated chump. (It was about 80 in a 55 zone) The rest of the guys pased by with various cheers, jeers and catcalls.

Well, I told the Chipper my "stuff" was in the trunk with my wallet and license in a valise along with my retired peace office ID and a personal handgun. At that point he looked my ID over, then smiled and asked "is that a Superformance?" I said yes, you seem to know your Cobras. He told me he had been shopping for a Cobra for more than a year but was long-legged and had problems sitting in most Cobras' cockpits. I offered to let him sit behind the wheel (and I think he wanted to) but I also think he wanted to observe professional decorum, whatever that means. Well, we kept talking about Cobras for about 20 minutes and, of course, no ticket. He was really a nice guy.