Travelling at the Speed of Law
Every five years or so, I get a speeding ticket. Yesterday, as I was trying to get around some trolls going 60 in the far left lane, I sped up to the high-80′s/low 90′s. Just as I passed the trolls, I spotted a motorcycle cop up ahead.
He was polite, and only wrote me up for 80. “I’m cutting you a break, downgrading this by a couple’a categories.” Thanks for the break, officer.
Time for comedy club defensive driving, at the advice of my g/f.