Tuesday night at poker, Sheets asked me how fast I've got my new car up to. I haven't really opened it up to see how fast it can go - I've probably topped out at 85 or so on the interstate, but that's just semi-normal driving. So I told him I really didn't know.
Well last night, driving through North Pekin (of course), I got a speeding ticket - 46 in a 35. And 46 was pretty debatable - I didn't look at my speedometer to see how fast I was going, but when he pulled me over, speeding was the last thing I thought he'd get me for. Seatbelt maybe, but not speeding!! :) You know how you usually know when you're going over the speed limit? Well I didn't have that feeling last night. And I never, ever speed through North Pekin - in fact last night, there were 4 police cars running radar on Main Street, which is only about a 1 1/2 mile stretch. I guess they must be behind on their quota. I wish I had just floored it - if I was going to get a ticket, I could at least find out what the Tiburon can top out at!!
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Ouch! I've had the same thing on that stretch... I thought it was crap! 11 miles over and I was surrounded by traffic. I even questioned him on if he maybe hit the van in front of me. No luck, and it was easier to pay than fight (and I *was* speeding).
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