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ElwoodBlues · 11-22-2003, 06:57 PM

I've been driving for two years now, completely clean record. Tonight I was driving down this road that connects my town to another town, its big, 15 miles long, empty and straight. Needless to say, everyone speeds on it

It was about 8 at night, and I was driving, keeping pace with the car in front of me, when suddenly blue lights start flashin behind me. I look at the speedometer, it reads 65. The road is posted 55. So I'm thinkin 10 miles over, not too bad but no.

Do you know how fast you were going son?

65 Sir

I clocked you at 85 miles per hour in a posted 55.

FUCK. I might have been going 85 way earlier down the road, but he definately waited till I had been going 65 for quite a while before he pulled me over. Left me with a $300 ticket. Three hundred fucking dollars! I am definately going to court to contest this.

Does anyone have any advice? I live in Massachusetts, if that makes a difference in terms of the laws

P.S: Yes, I drove 55 the whole way home, lesson learned

11-22-2003, 06:57 PM	#1 (permalink)
ElwoodBlues Psycho Location: Massachusetts	First Ticket, Help Appreciated I've been driving for two years now, completely clean record. Tonight I was driving down this road that connects my town to another town, its big, 15 miles long, empty and straight. Needless to say, everyone speeds on it It was about 8 at night, and I was driving, keeping pace with the car in front of me, when suddenly blue lights start flashin behind me. I look at the speedometer, it reads 65. The road is posted 55. So I'm thinkin 10 miles over, not too bad but no. Do you know how fast you were going son? 65 Sir I clocked you at 85 miles per hour in a posted 55. FUCK. I might have been going 85 way earlier down the road, but he definately waited till I had been going 65 for quite a while before he pulled me over. Left me with a $300 ticket. Three hundred fucking dollars! I am definately going to court to contest this. Does anyone have any advice? I live in Massachusetts, if that makes a difference in terms of the laws P.S: Yes, I drove 55 the whole way home, lesson learned __________________ I think Pringles initial intention was to make tennis balls. But on the day that the rubber was supposed to show up, a big truckload of potatoes arrived. But Pringles is a laid back company. They said "Fuck it. Cut em up." -Mitch Hedberg, '68-'05 Bauer's the man. Last edited by elwoodblues43; 11-22-2003 at 07:00 PM..