Myself I fall into the middle category, it has been a long time since I have been pulled over for speeding, I did get pulled over for a seatbelt violation back when they first got serious about enforcing the new law, but this little tale is about speeding.
I was sixteen when I got my first and last speeding ticket, I was cruising down Poinsett Highway in Greenville, SC, driving along in my First Car minding my own business, not doing anything wrong, when for no reason I see blue lights in my rear view mirror.
First thing that came to my mind was “wonder who he is chasing” so I continued on, and made a right hand turn to get out of his way, by then he was right on my bumper with the siren blaring, and adding to my humiliation he was flashing his spotlight across my back window.
I think half of the kids I went to school with passed by at that moment and waved at me, some gave me a thumbs up, others hung their heads in shame, and a couple of them mooned the State Trooper which did nothing to divert him from descending upon my drivers window.
To tell the truth only one person I knew passed by, our neighbor Hazel who I told you about in Spreading It Around, and I don’t think she even saw me, or else the news would have spread across town quicker than the speed I was traveling before I was stopped, at any rate it was embarrassing, and the last paragraph just helps explain the red face.
He walked up to the car and asked, “Didn’t you see me behind you Boy”,
Me: Yes Sir I saw you.
Trooper: Well then why didn’t you stop?
Me: I didn’t know you were chasing me.
Trooper: Why in the hell do you think I was behind you then?
Me: I thought you were chasing someone else and was waiting for me to turn.
He snatched my license from my hand and walked back to his car, mumbling, “Some kind’a smartass this one is”
When he came back to the car he handed me back my license, and asked the famous question no one ever really has the correct answer for, “Do you know how fast you were going?” I answered honestly I told him No.
How can you not know how fast you were going? I told him that I was not watching the speedometer since they taught me in drivers ed to watch the road, and then he diverted my attention by flashing those blue lights so I was just trying to get out of the way, which caused me to speed up.
Now for that other famous question, “Do you know what the speed limit is?” I answered truthfully, Yes Sir I do it’s 65mph, to which he said “I’m gonna have to write you a ticket Boy”
He shoved his clipboard through the window and told me to sign on the dotted line, I signed and said looks like you already had it written up, he walked back to his car mumbling “Some kind’a smartass this one is”
I drove away while glancing down at my first ticket, 62mph in a 45 zone; I guess I got that last question wrong.
When did you get your first speeding ticket?