So yesterday morning I’m on my way to work, I decided to take Bouquet Cyn.
Half way down the cyn all was good, then I came up upon a slow moving pick-up.
This guy would not move over for anything.
He passed all the vehicle turn-outs that were there.
At the end of the cyn, on the first straight-away I down shifted and passed him.
As I’m flying passed the truck, who do I see… a CHP motor cop with his radar pointed right at me.
I knew I was busted. In my mirror I saw him putting his radar back in its place and he starting up his bike ready for a pursuit.
Now because there were a line of cars behind this truck the cop had to wait to let them pass (he was on the opposite side of the road).
I knew he was going to pull me over, there was no point in pretending or thinking, “maybe he’ll pull someone else over”, I was going to be the lucky one.
So what I did, was just pull over. I turned off the car, rolled down the windows and pulled out my driver’s license, proof of insurance and car registration.
He walked up to the window and asked for my information.
He walked back to his bike, wrote down something on a pad of paper and came back to my car.
He handed all the info back to me and said…
Cop: Do you know the speed limit on this street?
Me: 55?
Cop: yes it is. Do you know how fast you were going?
Me: No
Cop: I clocked you at almost 80.
Me: Wow, I didn’t realize how fast I was going.
Cop: I’m going to let you off with a warning.
Me: Umm, ok.
I'm thinking that instead of making him chase me down, and I pulled over before he even had a chance to put his lights on maybe he decided to give me a break.
Or maybe he owns a P-car.
Who knows??