Spank my ass and call me charlie, luckiest man ever!
I remember one time burning around the corner, fully on-gate, quick but not out of control.... A cop from an undercover car see's me, gets out and flags me down. I proceed to paint my pants brown.
He asks for my license, I said "sorry for going pretty fast around the corner, I put my foot down to make the break in traffic" he asks to open my BOOT, rummages around for a bit, finds nothing. Asks me about my sticker on the back window ("RIP MrMeaner") I tell him the story, and he says well OK, take it easy next time and be careful.
Must've been a detective, he was wearing plain clothes. Not all cops are dicks eh!