Yup! I live in the country and commute about 25 miles to a job in the outer 'burbs so there isn't a lot of traffic, and consequently not a lot of cops. Last summer I was driving home in my 350Z accelerating through about 85 or so, with the engine screaming at redline (love that sound!), came over a rise -- and passed a sheriff going the other way. He instantly lit up and turned around to chase me. By that time he made the U-turn I had slowed to about 65 or so (keeping off the brakes).
- Do you know why I pulled you over?
- No, not really, why?
- I clocked you doing 68 back there.
- Really? I just came off the stop sign at the intersection with County 78, didn't think I could pick up speed that fast.
- Well you did! Be careful and keep it below 55, have a nice day.
- K. Thx. Bye, officer.
It doesn't always work, but you're better off being polite and playing dumb than getting pissy with a tired, overworked cop.