I don't like being flashed

Okay, this picture wasn't taken in my car, but it's what i saw on our way home from Pennsylvania. Fourth time pulled over in my life, second time in the last couple months, and now my second actual ticket. Clocked at 87 just twenty miles away from being out of Ohio (glad it was ONLY 87, since i was averaging 100+ in the flatter parts of Pennsylvania). The cop reduced the charge to just 20 over, saving me a lot of money, probably because i had all my paperwork (ID, registration, and insurance) all in order, and i didn't ask (let alone BEG) for a break.

i had just crested a hill when i saw him in the median. He actually proably clocked me at slower than i HAD been going... It took him awhile to pull out, so there was a long moment that i thought he wasn't coming. i slowed way down (careful to not flash my brakes WHILE passing him) and i tucked myself behind a semi who was doing about 63 (in a 65). He caught up, moved behind me, and just made me sweat as he followed me for awhile. S was wondering whether or not he was going to pull us over or not... "I'll get out my knitting if he pulls us over!" i would bet what he was doing was running my plates to assess the situation... is the car stolen? has the car been linked to any crimes? All i know is that he's already decided to pull me over, but he's just protecting himself.

The ticket is ONLY for $79. Was speeding worth it? eh, no. Well... okay, we still shaved an hour off the mapquest drive time, and gas IS cheaper than it was even just a month ago. It sucks, sure, but it wasn't as bad as i thought it would be.

And going that fast is SO MUCH FUN.

i need a race track... i need to see just how fast my beast CAN go!