Last bike in the group is the most vulnerable to being preyed on by the police in Russia.
I was waved in and stopped and informed of the traffic rule I had supposedly broken, fabricated incident.
Drivers license was examined in detail and I was told to get in the police car. No way I told them.
All this conversation is them in Russian and me in English, they tried shouting but I looked blankly at them.
So off down the road with siren blaring goes the police car and finds one of the blokes ( sorry , one of my riding colleagues) and brings him back. He looks at me , shrugs and waves goodbye, and tells the police they can have me.
I sit by my bike eating and the Police drive away eventually.
This was a pre-arranged riding group strategy, they really would have missed me. Yea right.
Hope this works in NZ