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I got stopped coming back from the mountains. I was driving my Jeep Cherokee loaded to the rafters with everything from a week of skiing. On top of that my mother in law and two kids where in the back seat and my son's wheelchair was strapped to the roof.
It was serious end of Christmas holiday traffic and we where driving in the car pool lane doing about 55.
A cop comes from three lanes over into the car pool lane and hits his reds. I figure he is in a hurry to get some where and I better get out of his way.
He informs me to pull to the side , etc.
When we get stopped he informs me he had me clocked at 85. (Not to sure how he could have paced me doing 85 when he was originally in a lane doing 40)
My Mother in law starts talking from the back seat, my wife is pissed and bending his ear, my son son is asking if I'm going to jail, it's a mad house.
I look at the cop and say. Here are the keys, I'll wait here, you get in and if you can get this thing to do 85 you can have it and everything in it.
He did not find that funny.
He wrote me a ticket for doing 86.
He most have been having a bad day
Steve