Those Lights in the Rearview Mirror

I was driving the girls home from martial arts using the back roads. I’d like to think it is faster as there’s rarely ever any traffic, but the speed limit is 25 mph so it probably isn’t.  Mostly I just take that route because it’s pretty.  Tonight the girls and I were chatting and I wasn’t really paying any attention to how fast I was going.  That is until I saw the patrol car backed into a driveway.  I slammed on my breaks and held my breath while I desperately hoped that he was just hiding out doing paperwork.  As soon as I saw those flashing blue and red light in the rear view mirror I knew that I was busted.

I continued down the narrow and winding two lane road until I came to a side road.  Wouldn’t you know it, those lights were still behind me.  After a very short moment, a stern and gruff looking officer appeared at my window.  Before he could say a word I was apologizing and handing him my driver’s license and crumpled insurance card.  I didn’t quite beg, but I pleaded with my eyes as I explained that I knew I was in the wrong and I just didn’t realize how fast I was going until I saw him sitting there.  He just grunted then asked me if I had ever been to prison!

I think my jaw dropped open.  I wasn’t sure if that was a threat, or if he thought I looked like an ex-con.  I nearly told him that I was an upstanding law-abiding citizen…then I remembered why we were having this little chat. His next questions were to find out if I had ever been arrested for a DUI or narcotic usage.  After that he wanted to know how many tickets I’d had in the last year, if I worked at the place named on my license plate frame, if and where I did work, if I knew what the posted speed limit was and finally how fast I was going.

Of course I had no idea how fast I was going so he pointed at KT told her how fast and made her do the math.  (Good thing she’s the math wiz!) Then he asked Mimi if she thought he should give me a ticket.   My little girl was like a deer in the headlights.  I think she managed to squeak out a negative answer before he asked KT the same thing. She simply shook her head.

The next thing I knew, the officer told me I had better make sure those girls got something really nice for Christmas then walked back to his car.  I think I was still in shock as I very carefully drove off at a much slower pace the rest of the way home.

I can’t help but wonder if he’s still back there laughing at me…

**KT thinks she deserves credit for getting us out of the ticket because she so quickly figured out that we were going 14 miles over the speed limit.  She also thinks that I should give her the money a ticket would have cost me.  She’s dreamin’ again!

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10 Responses to Those Lights in the Rearview Mirror

  1. Susan – This story kind of freaks me out. I guess he was trying to give you a lesson but it seems over the top to me. How do you feel about it?

  2. mjd says:

    The cop’s action were over the top. But then again, he did not give you a ticket.

    In my 45 years of driving, I have not received a ticket , and I used to drive really, really fast. I did receive a warning once. I was traveling home from Kentucky on I-65 and saw a state trooper going in the opposite direction. The policeman must have recognized from the other lane that I was exceeding the speed limit. Out of respect, if I am speeding, I slow down when I see a squad car. So when the speed gun was aimed on my vehicle, the officer did not have an accurate rate of speed. He pulled me over anyway. When asked if how I knew how fast was going, I honestly responded that I did not know. But to tell you the truth, I did know that the needle on the speedometer was way over 70. Perhaps, he did not give me a ticket because he did not have an accurate reading of my speed, or perhaps, he does not give tickets to gray-haired old ladies. In any event, he left me with a warning and these words of wisdom. “We tell drivers to drive 65 out here on I-65.”

    Tip – in Indiana, drive cautiously through Tippacanoe County. I think that the rest of my family have received tickets in the county where Purdue is located.

  3. Aunt Mary says:

    Boy KT has gotten much smarter hasn`t she?

  4. Susan says:

    Oh no no no….I’ve given you the wrong impression. I guess I forgot to add that after the initial shock of wanting to know if I’d been in prison, I realized that he was just messing with all of us. The cop was a cream puff…all crusty on the outside and soft on the outside. He knew I knew that I had messed up and was just giving me a hard time…it was kinda fun actually. (if the possibility of getting a ticket can ever be fun) He never even warned me to slow down!

    MJD…you slow down out of respect or fear of getting a ticket??? 🙂 I’m pretty amazed that you’ve only gotten one warning and no tickets.

    AUNT MARY!!! We were just talking about you guys last night. We all, but in particualr miss you (OK, mostly her favorite toy, Uncle Bill) like crazy!

  5. Peggy says:

    Must have been a slow night if he’s pulling over women with children. I bet he was bored and you, going over the speed limit was all he needed to spice up the next half hour.

    I’m glad you didn’t get a ticket.

  6. Chelle P. says:

    Sounds like it was a group effort to me!

    WHEW! 🙂

  7. Jay says:

    The last thing I would ever need is a cop with a sense of humor. I guess he was bored and just wanted to humor himself. Pretty funny to give the kids a math quiz when pulling people over though.

  8. Mom says:

    Speeding again, when are you going to learn – you got to be real alert. Good thing you came those girls a briefing about what to do when you got stopped by a police officer. Now why didn’t I do that when you were little? Oh I remember, cause I never got caught. Ha Ha. love ya mom

  9. oddmix says:

    Go KT!!! Dream on, girl!

  10. Freakazojd says:

    Oh my WORD, I can’t believe he let you off, that’s so nice! I wish that would happen to me … uh, not to imply that I speed, mind you. Oh my, no. 😉

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