Not a race but a little embarassing. Parked on a big gravel area next to the road and a cycleway talking to a mate on his pushbike. I was in my turbo liberty powered brumby. Finished talking so my mate said ' give it some shit '. So whats a fella to do? Nailed it and did a few decent drifts in the gravel with gravel dust everywhere! As I slowed to turn onto the road I heard someone yelling 'What the bloody hell do you think you are doing!?' As the dust started to clear I saw a 6 foot 6 MASSIVE local cop charging toward me on his pushbike! He was rather pissed I had showered him in gravel and dust, while my mate was watching (and laughing) at the whole thing! Along with a few other things, he told me to meet him at the station 2 days later. I went there on my lunch break and he was not there and I have never seen him again! Sorry Mr Plod!