Dittos, Matt. I started riding small, street legal bikes when I was 15.
We were legal, but sometimes drew the attention of the local police, for various reasons. (Speed, giving somebody a ride without a helmet, etc.)
In the small beach town I lived in, it was easy to outrun the cops, or at least outmanuever them, by cutting through the woods....sneaking around back streets, etc.
Even though there were only a few bikes in the town, it took a LONG time for the local, pretty dumb, cop, to learn to recognize the bike, and connect it to where the rider lived.
We used to haul arse home, hide the bike behind the house, and run inside.
Sometimes the cop would pull up to the house, right as we were slamming the door. 'Who me? Naw. Been home all afternoon."
As he finally got smart, he wouldn't chase us, but make a beeline to where he knew we lived, and be waiting for us in the driveway to come sneaking home....
It kind of put a damper on our little 'game'. But, damn, that cop was dumb! It took quite a while before he outsmarted us.....
Thank gawd we're talking about a 150-175cc bike...otherwise, I'd probably have killed myself!