Near ticket experiences

[George Selby]

At 11:38 AM 8/24/01 -0400, you wrote:
>THAT SHOULD HAVE BEEN MY WARNING SIGN.
>
>Now call me crazy, but I don't like people right up on my ass, so I speed up
>a little bit to give myself some breathing space. He paces me. I speed up a
>little bit again, he paces me. One more time... man this guy is anxious, so
>I really want him off my butt. It just so happens that I'm passing a part of
>the road that has a passing lane and a parking lane, so I move over to let
>him pass me. Bing, on go the hidden lights in the grill.

I have a similar tale.  I was returning from a wedding, and was almost 
home.  I wanted to get home in time to watch the late local news, so I was 
hustling going 67 in a 55 on a country two lane.  I come across a Crown 
Vic, but it has no visible lights, and no excess antennae, so I pass 
him.  He immediately starts right on my tail.  I look at the clock, and 
realize I need to speed up a bit, so I start going about 72. He is still 
right on my tail.   I then think, well, he hasn't pulled me yet, so I must 
be safe.  I accelerate to 80.  All of a sudden I notice a weird flickering 
in his parking light lenses.  I think to myself, that looks rather 
strange.  Then the blue lights came on.  Darn, shoot.  It was the sheriff 
of the county next to mine (in whose county I still was.)  He started 
asking me all kinds of strange questions, like where did I live, was I 
married, any children (I think he was looking to fix up his ugly 
daughter?)  He finally told me that he was in a hurry for an appointment 
and if he had more time he would have written me a ticket.  He let me go, 
but followed me till I reached the county line.

On a similar note, a woman was riding right in my blind spot on I-40 (4 
lanes wide in this area each direction.)  Speed up, slow down, no matter 
what I did, she was in my blind spot.  If I switched lanes, she would 
adjust to still be in my blind spot.  So I got pissed and floored it.  Was 
cruising 105 in a 70 in my Nissan Stanza.  She did not keep up.  As soon as 
I got up to speed, I saw a NCHP Trooper approach from the other 
direction.  Sure enough he turned around right behind me.  I went ahead and 
pulled over.  He sauntered up to the window, and asked if I knew why he 
pulled me over.  I replied yes, I was speeding, but quickly added the whole 
story about the woman riding in my blind spot.  I told him I was on my way 
to my great-grandmother's funeral (which I was) and I was only planning on 
speeding to the next exit, so I could get this dangerous woman out of my 
blind spot, then I was going to pull off, refuel, eat, and let her get a 
good jump on me so I wouldn't see her again.  He let me go with a warning, 
quite to my surprise.

George Selby
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83 Audi Coupe GT
86 Nissan 300ZX
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