[Scott Douglas]

I remember the last time I got a speeding ticket.
My brother was with me, we were heading up to Willow for a Sunday of watching the races up there. Coming over the Sepulveda pass on the 405 the cruise control on my Mustang wouldn't hold it back at 70 mph because of the grade, so I switched it off and took my foot off the gas. I'd seen the motor cop up ahead but he'd gotten off on the off ramp to the 101, so I switched the cruise back on at the bottom of the hill to let it pick back up at 70. Cop had 'paced' me from the outer on ramp lanes and pulled me over before we got to the under pass for the 101.
Said he clocked me at 75. My brother immediately says NO WAY as he's sitting in the passenger seat with the cop talking thru his open window.
I figured if he wanted me to do 55 then I'd sit in the fast lane and clog traffic up at 55 all the way to Rosamond. Kind of ruined my day as it wasn't worth it to take time off work to go fight it. I think I did traffic school for a whole day one Saturday.
I had the only shiny black car out that Sunday morning so kind of stuck out like a sore thumb since there wasn't all that much traffic out anyways.
Was I speeding? Well, I wasn't going the speed limit, but I wasn't the fastest guy out there either. Did the cop pace me correctly? Probably not as the radii of the turns were such that he had to go 75 to keep up with me doing 65-70 based on the difference in distance traveled around the turn. Did he fill his quota that morning? Probably.