So I'm reading Bemisdown's blog the other day about her getting pulled over for speeding and it reminded me of the time I got pulled over back in the 1980s.
(I just felt everyone's eyes rolling up inside their heads)
Telling someone a speeding story is somewhat like telling someone a dream story....they don't much care.
But I'm gonna tell ya anyhow.
It happened on Rt. 117. All you need to know about RT. 117 is that either it's clogged with traffic and you can't speed even if you wanted to OR it's empty and you can't help but speed. It's a fun road when it's empty. Ask Bacon Ace or Hoag or Cousin Saul.
I was going fast when the cop pulled me over. Here is the conversation that followed:
COP: "License, registration blahblahblah"
ME: "Here ya go."
COP: "Why are you going so fast?"
ME: "My wife is making Chicken Parmiagana."
COP: "Well, you better get going then...."
ME: "Thank you."