On the way to the meet up, Tim and I were talking and having a good time, as usual. We were almost there, about 10 minutes away, perhaps less. I was driving in the left lane and came upon a car that that was going at what seemed like less than the speed limit. Emblazoned on the back of the car: State Trooper. Hmmmm. I thought, why is he going so slowly? Oh well, I’ll just hang back here for a bit and wait until he turns and be on my merry way.
Tim and I were joking and I said to Tim: Haha. Maybe I should just go around him and blow his doors off. Well, you can’t exactly do that in a 4-cylinder Toyota Camry, but it was a nice visual. LOL Zooooooom.
I decided to get into the right lane and set my speed at 65 MPH, which is what I thought was the speed limit. Eventually, I eased past him. It was then that he switched lanes, got behind me, and showed me his beautiful blue lights. Damn!
I sat in the car, hands on steering wheel, waiting for his approach:
Trooper: (Smiling) Good afternoon, sir. You know you were speeding?
Paul: I thought that the speed limit was 65 and I was going 63.
Trooper: Just for your knowledge, sir. When you are on a highway in North Carolina that has streets entering it, the speed limit is always 55 MPH.
Paul: Well, then, I was speeding.
Trooper: (Still smiling) Yes, sir, you were. driver’s license, please.
I gave him my license; he went back to his car and did whatever it is that troopers do back there. More than likely, he was checking my car to see if it was stolen, seeing if I had any warrants, and how many previous tickets that I’ve had in the last few years. All would come back zero. He returned to the car.
Trooper: (Still smiling) Too beautiful of a day to get a ticket isn’t sir?
Paul: It most certainly is, but getting the ticket won’t make it any less beautiful, but sure would make it more enjoyable! (Laughing)
Trooper: (Laughs) Well, how about a warning?
Paul: (Smiles) That will work!
Trooper: You know, we catch lots of people like that. We go about 3 or 4 miles per hour over the speed limit. People figure that we must be going under, so they pass us, then we get them. It works all the time!
Paul: (Laughs) Well, it sure worked on me! That was a good one. So you troll for speeders!
Trooper: Yes, sir. We do. Your buddy over there is laughing at you isn’t he?
Paul: Yep. He sure is. I’ll deal with him later! (Smiles)
Trooper: You fellas have a good day.
Paul: Thank you.
Even though it was a traffic stop, the guy had a great sense of humor and it was quite funny. It would have still been funny had I gotten the ticket, but it is better that I didn’t.
We drove off and continued on to the meet up. I was quite aware of the speed limit and stuck to it religiously for the rest of our journey and on the return.
I considered making Tim walk home for laughing at me, but I gave him a ride anyway. LOL