Was being stupid, no doubt about it. Irazu and I had spent most of the day Saturday on our bikes, and we were headed home, when I noticed a nubile young lady in front of us, looking fresh and clean in her new Acura, and I noticed that she was checking out our bikes. We were in the middle of town, speed limit 25, climbing a steady hill, and I thought that was a perfect spot to show her how dented my skidplate was, so I lifted the front end, and was following her up the hill, irazu to my side. ALL OF THE SUDDEN, Johnny J. Law crests the hill, heading down, and he caught me dead-to-rights! I dropped the front end back to the pavement, sat down, and he was in the process of turning around, so I just pulled over. So did irazu. He came up and said "You picked the wrong time to pop a wheelie, didn't you?" "Yes" I acknowledged. He asked me for license and registration, so I produced it. He checked it out, handed it back, and told me to keep it cool. Whew! I lucked out, deserved the ticket, but caught a break. Been a while, and I appreciate it. Thanks buddy!