I was in a 50mph area, somewhere near 20 over the limit. He cited me for 68 in a 65.
Once I pulled my head out of my ass and got tactical about my speeding, I went from 1 ticket every 18mo, to 1 ticket every 8 years.
I've been pulled over many more times than I've gotten a ticket.
Best story:
Was sitting in a left turn lane at a busy intersection near home. I was being extra cautious due to seeing many citations handed out in that neighborhood. In addition, it had only been about 8mo since I'd earned a citation.
I waited 2 cycles of the light hoping that it would either trip for me or another vehicle would pull up behind me...no luck. I decided to wait for yet another cycle of the light. Still no luck.
Ok, it's time to run the light. First, cross check for traffic. Second, look for cops more diligently. Left, right, left, right, just as I decide to go and am looking left...I see what I think is a motor-cop in between two parked cars about hundred feet down the street in the direction I'm heading.
So I decide to wait. Again. I really, really, really didn't want another ticket. I couldn't believe that no vehicles pulled up behind me for what seemed like 3 more cycles of the light! I finally decided to just run it.
I made sure it was safe and just went. I kept looking straight ahead and decided to just ignore him. I go past him and glance in my mirror to see him pulling out and lighting me up. I couldn't freaking believe it.
I pulled over and turned the bike off. He stopped beside me and said "What's your name?" I told him, and he said "I'm John" as he extended his hand "I just wanted to shake the hand of the guy that waited 7 cycles of the light to finally go. I figured you must have seen me. Be safe!" and he rode off before I could respond.