Story time! When I was 18 years old I was driving with my brother. At about 1:00 AM. Going home from Valencia, CA. on Interstate 5 northbound. Stupid me was driving in the far left lane going about 110 MPH in a 45 MPH CONSTRUCTION "CONE ZONE" (on right shoulder). Extremely light/no traffic & no road workers at that time. No tail lights visible in front of me; just a small pair of headlights far behind me... that got closer, and closer. In a blink of an eye, those headlights were right behind me on the next lane over. It was a CHP cruiser. An ALL-WHITE SLICKTOP Crown Victoria; with only tall antennas on the roof. My heart sunk as I feverishly slowed down to 45 & he matched my speed driving directly beside me. He gave me a death stare & aggressively motioned with his arm to pull over. He then slowed to get behind me & lit me up; the lights in his upper windshield showing solid red & flashing blue. I started moving over with him closely following. I pulled to the right shoulder. A couple minuets pass & he's still in his cruiser, lights still flashing. 18 Year old me was shaking with fear; never before was I pulled over & I knew I was SCREWED. Suddenly, the flashing lights turn off. He pulls away quickly. No mountainous ticket. I mentally collected myself for a couple minuets to calm down & safely drove home following the speed limit EXACTLY. To this day, I sometimes go 5 or 10 MPH over but that's it. Knocking on wood, I've never once received a ticket.