Alright, today I was cruising on the backroads and I turn on a nice wide paved road, and it starts heading downhill and it starts to turn again. I'm in my mothers CR-V (hate automatic trans) and so I start speeding up. Going around 60 in a 45. I see a cop just around the turn a bit down the straitaway, so I slow down a little late and say, you know what... im busted, so why not make it easy? I know im busted, and I know he knows... So I aproach the cop car, and he turns on his car, expecting to have to pull out and flash his lights. I slow down and park in front of him. So he gets out of his car with his pad, and we talk the usual police talk...
"Do you know how fast you were going?" I say: "About 60"
"May I see your drivers liscense?"
"What is your name?" I say: "Sam"
So he walks back to his police car.
And so I wait a minute or two...
"Ok, I clocked you at 61... since you were being honest, and pulled over without me having to flash my lights, I'm going to let you off with a warning."
And that was that! I have speeded many times, and I was actually waiting to recieve my first ticket. But I didn't so I have to wait for another day.
(Mother was in the car having a heart attack. I was enjoying it.)
I wonder what kind of setup they carry? I was going to ask the officer, but I decided to get outa there before he changed his mind. I mean, cop cars are good sleepers! They gota have some bootay to chase someone!