[RSBob]

The Mrs and I went out to dinner last night. On the way out of the small town we were at sat two sheriff cars nose to tail yammering. Neither of them rolled after I went by since I kept an eye on the rear view. Once out of town its a two lane highway posted at 55. After enjoying a margarita or two I decided it would be smart to keep it to the limit even though the highway runs through farm land. When about two miles out I see a pair of headlights slowly closing. I keep my speed while watching. In about 2 mins I recognize the front marker lights of (a cluster of orange dots) of a Crown Vic, the sherriff's ride out here. So I continue at 55 to the Speed Zone 35 ahead sign which is in the middle of the fields and let off the gas, coasting to the 35 zone as he is right on my @$$ as if trying to get me to punch it or at least speed up as we hit the 35 zone. I keep it at 35 and he finally backs off knowing his hunt was ruined. At the traffic circle I go left and he goes right.

Yes I am guilty of driving a sports car and that seemed to be enough.