You'll like this one then ...
Couple of years ago, I was riding my bike heading south down South Road at O'Halloran Hill. It was a stinking hot day, but I was wearing full gear except for gloves, to get air flow into my jacket (At near 40 degrees, I'd have a higher risk of dehydrating than crashing). Approaching the lights at the Blacks Road intersection I was slowing down for the lights and took my hands off the handle bars to wipe the sweat off my hands and onto my jeans. Stopped at the lights and noticed a marked cop car behind me. Lights go green and as soon as I've taken off and clutch is completley out I get lit up and asked to pull over.
Cop wanted to book me for "stunting" on a motorbike. I was like "what?" with gobsmacked disbelief. He informed me I was stunt riding and had no control over the bike in an emergency. I pointed out to him:
a. That certainly wasn't stunt riding.
b. There were no cars within 50m of me.
c. I was decelerating, not accelerating, to a red light.
d. The throttle was not required.
e. My right foot was doing the braking for me, plus I had geared down to slow down.
f. I can easily manoeuvre the bike without the use of the handle bars, especially for a relatively straight section of road.
g. If a driver has his hands off the wheel, is that stunt driving?
I requested his Senior Sargeant be called in, as at that point the guy was being difficult and I refused to speak with him further. SS came over and after speaking with me briefly and checking my licence, asked the uniform cop "Did he wheelie?", "No". "Did he do a burnout?", "No". "Was he speeding?", "No". "Was he weaving from lane to lane?", "No". "Was he sitting anywhere on the bike other than the riders seat?", "No". "Is he under the influence?", "No". Turns to me and says I can go.