Two year ago, I'm on my way to Bloem.
6.45 Am just before Glen, I'm sitting at about 180 km'h, out jumps the #$%^&* KK's and indicates for me to strop. Nada - they give chase, so I took the gravel road to Maselspoort - we used that road during map reading excersises in the army, never saw them of their highway patrol BMW.
On tar I wouldn't favor my chanses
