Second time out of town it happened, the dreaded flashing and flash backs to my youth. While driving around Lake Roosevelt in Arizona between Payson and Globe he got me. I was third in a line of cars in a flat straight stretch of two-lane road all doing about 62mph. The speed limit is 55mph. Coming toward us were six cars in a line, the sixth one was a Highway Patrolman. After we passed he made a U-turn and pulled me over out of the whole bunch. He said I was doing 73mph!!!! What a crock. He spent almost an hour asking me about the car before he wrote the ticket. He really wanted to know who painted it, so I sicked him on the hanging rodent, then I had to spell Temecula for him four or five times. After all that I thought I would surly get a warning but NO!
Mike M.
Mike M.
