RE: Hmmmmm...

["Jonathan Linkov" <ValiumNJ@msn.com>]

Unka-

You had to be in the Virginai section of the Beltway, right?  I don't think MD 
patrols it as much as those Vuh-jinians.  They always gave me a hassel during 
my 4+ yrs in DC, but MD....THEY are out just for money, but patrol the local 
roads and Rt. 270 like crazy.
Sorry fo the non-audi post, but....

Jon Linkov
Valiumnj@msn.com
A4Q

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From: 	owner-quattro@coimbra.ans.net on behalf of Barton P. Chambers
Sent: 	Wednesday, June 05, 1996 8:20 AM
To: 	quattro@coimbra.ans.net
Subject: 	Hmmmmm...

G'day all,

Funny thing happened to Yer Kindly ol' Unka Bart yesterday on the DC
beltway as he was driving his car pool mates homeward.  Got a *WARNING*
for VASCAR-clocked speed of 77.7 MPH in a 55 MPH zone (Yep!  The beltway
is limited to 55, while the traffic normally runs 75-80 in the fast lane).

Zonds! You exclaim, Can this be?  Well, there are some factors that might
explain why he only got a warning:

> he was following a State Revenoor (SR) (for at least 10 miles)
> he was maintaining a constant distance from said SR
> who did not have his party-lights on
> in a state where, in the absence of emergency, the Polizei are subject to 
the
   same speed limits as we.  In Emergencies, Party-lights are de rigueur... 

When the SR asked for the usual documents and stated that he had clocked Yer 
Kindly ol' Unka Bart at 77.7 mph, the old rutabega batted his baby browns
(they're only blue when he's a quart low, don'tcha know...) and ever so 
innocently (and *politely*) responded, "Gee officer, I was concentrating on
keeping a safe distance from you, and I notice that you didn't have your
emergency lights flashing...

Noentheless, SR took the usual documents back to his car, where he was 
observed
merrily writing away.  What ever will you do now, asked the pool during the 
pregnant pause.  

Reckon I'll have to call my lawyer, was my response, and then the SR returned. 
 
*Bear*ing GLAD tidings (groan...)

Reckon the SR didn't want the judge to have to award him the same bitter pill
as he intended to feed to Yer Kindly ol' Unka Bart...