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Ok, so I've been back since Friday. The trip went really well but I'm glad to be home again.
I had great weather for the trip down to Indy. I was travelling down the road, no traffic, good tunes and just speeding along minding my own business when I see a trooper heading toward me. Bah! Yeah, sure enough, he slowed, turned and chased me down. Bah. He pulled me over, of course, and asked me the normal questions: why the hurry, any warrants, etc. He collected my info and went back to his car as I sat calmly in mine.

As I was sitting there in my car a thought hit me like a ton of bricks-what if he actually gives me a ticket??? I figured it was a slam-dunk for a warning. I was starting to sweat it for a moment. Just then he came back to my car and handed me my warning. Heh.

My next move was to call home and ask my sweet husband, "if I get pulled over again today, will the warning show up or is it like a free pass?"

Some people never learn.


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