I wish. Funny thing is I have gotten away with really high speeds because I always stop ater than the Cop cars. When I saw the State Trooper, I stopped 20 feet in front of his car, and he only got a chance to "blip" his lights. Same thing happened just after 9/11. I was entering the highway on 684, in New Work, and I got clocked at 85 mph. I just pulled over instantly, and the biggest human being, with not an ounce of fat, extricated himself from his car. No one hair out of order, he asked me for License and Registration. I had neither. I told him (the truth!) I had left my wallet home and I was restoring a house I had purchased. He looked in my car, saw the construction tools (Subaru Legacy Wagon, 1998, best car I have ever owned! Made in Indiana too!) and I produced my pilots license and Log Book. He looked at me and said "If I ever see you again........." and let me go. Motorcycle, stop, Hah! Haven't been caught yet. Including a 30 mile chase (on that motorcycle, that's 15 minutes of riding!) My 1983 Suzuki does not like to stop very well, it can, but it would rather go WFO, if you know what I mean. Heh Heh Heh, but the last time I did that was 29 years ago. In my M.G. Midget, believe it or not, just after I rebuilt the engine, I got caught in a back road speed trap doing 75 mph, and the cop said, "Only this car could go that fast through that turn", and let me go! You have to have you paper work in order, and a very solid, non criminal, no priors background, to get away with stuff like that.
The Mercedes 450 SLC would not enter 4th gear till you were doing 97 miles an hour. It was a long beastly automobile. The kind you would like to armor plate and attach swords too in a land of Zombies. You would have to tow a gas tank on wheels though, and that wouldn't be too hard too do.
