Birvini, were you batting your eyelashes at him, or what?
Just kidding. That was a lucky break.
Try this one- Back around the time of the Rodney King beating, I was in my Vette on Pacific Coast Highway, near Morro Bay, CA.
I was winding my way politely through clumps of cars doing 70, and as soon as I would clear the pack, I would spool it up to about 150, then slow for the next gaggle of road buddies. Wind my way through the pack, then gun it in the clear again. I was doing this for miles and miles and miles, always looking in my mirror for cops. But somehow, this 5.0 CHP just appeared on my tail with his red lite on, (how I hate that lite), so I brought it over to the curb right away. I thought I was going to the pokey for the night, and my car would be trailered. He asked me why I was driving so fast. Before I could answer, he says- "just testing your car?". I meekly replied "yes?". He said I was driving fast, but not stupid. So he wrote me a ticket for 75 MPH, and I didn't even have to get out of the car. For doing 150! God bless you, officer! ha ha.
When I went to traffic school, the instructor was asking people around the class what they were in for. This BMW driver says he was doing 70 in a 50, and everyone thought that was amazing, and it was funny and cool. So when my turn to speak came, I thought I would be a hero to the class, 'cause I was doing 150 in a 55, which is much cooler than 70 in a 50, you know.
When I said I was doing 150, the instructor goes, "Why in h*ll would you be doing 150 on a public road? You shoulda been locked up."
So much for being a hero....