Busted

My mom told me that she got arrested. By some odd coincidence, I also got arrested the same week. Well, we weren't really arrested. That was just my mom's term for it. What we got were traffic infractions.

This was my mom's first ticket and my second. What my mom was accused of doing was driving on the wrong side of the road. She says that she was driving into the left turn lane. I'm not sure if mom misjudged where the turning lane was or if the cop was mistaken, but she decided not to fight it. Her fine, not counting the cost of traffic school was about two hundred and twenty dollars.

I got caught in a speed trap. I had just gotten off the freeway and was driving on a wide road coming down a hill. The cop clocked me at 63 mph in a 45 speed zone. I believe the speed limit was deliberately set too low to trap speeders. I could fight it in court, but I don't need the stress and aggravation.

What irks me the most is that the cop used a radar gun. That just seems unsportsman-like. I want the cop to take after me and try to pace me. Many have tried and all have failed. It is an exciting game. I can slow my car down very quickly without lighting up the brake lights. It confuses the cops and they leave. Isn't that why hand-brakes were invented?

My fine was three hundred and thirty dollars. That hurts. I'm also not going to go to traffic school, because I did that once twenty years ago and that was enough. I'm hoping that my insurance rates don't go up. I'll soon find out.