Back in the day we used to ride the local hills, 70's era. The local LEO had picked up Yamaha 125's, we out road, out run, made fun of them all the time. On on occasion they chased us and called a motor vehicle in, we out ran him and ended up at a friends house, locked the bikes up in the garage, stripped down and ran out to the pool before he showed up.
This was a huge house and lot with the pool on the side yard next to the driveway and garage with a guest house next to the garage that we always kept our trunks in.
He got out of his car and came over and asked us if we had seen some guys on motorcycles, of course we did, we heard them go down the street that way. He thanked us and left.
Needless to say, they soon incorporated little early curly in his curly whirly and you can't outrun air support.