I was driving on a lonely empty country road near Bresse 12 years ago. Not a soul around. I passed a very slow little pickup, the only car on the road with us. I had pushed the accelerator a bit too hard for some seconds. One minute after the overtaking I had two policemen on BMW motorcycles behind me, who must have hidden in the woods. One overtook me and I had to stop. Because I did not have 140 € in cash with me they escorted me 10 km to the next cash machine. This event scared me, but it looked very funny as well, two police motorcycles in front of me and us in the Morgan behind, it was like in a Louis de Funès movie. One was kindly interested in the Morgan afterwards and the other one almost shot me, at least with his stare.
