And if the officer told you it’s probably better to show up in court than pay the fine, I’d listen. Having points on your license can be a detriment, especially where insurance is concerned.

My buck…

~ Teli

The officer did mention it would be to my benefit to show up in court versus just paying the ticket – that I would likely get off with ‘traffic school’ or something along those lines. Since I dont have a record.

I’m trying to decide if it would be worth it, since it’s out of town and all…

(pulls out the devil horns) He was driving along pretty fast when he spots a speed trap, and slows down. Yes, the cop did notice that he slowed down, but wasn’t able to get a radar reading on him, so he followed my uncle for a while.

This was in an area with a lot of valleys, so every time the cop went out of site, my uncle sped up, then slowed down before he could be seen again. Apparently he drove the guy just about nuts trying to catch him in the act for quite a few miles.

Just a story I remember from when I was a kid.

In college, I nabbed a ride with a friend from Texas Tech in Lubbock back to Dallas for spring break.

Here’s the dangerous combination – you’ve got a week of partying in front of you, you’re travelling in a black Trans Am (hey it was the 80s!) and you’re traversing 352 miles of wind swept desolation…

We came over a hill about halfway in our journey and (to our horror) there was the local sheriff just waitin’ for us. He said he clocked us at 100, but I know we doin’ 115 before we saw him… I had never been so scared in my life.

Looking over his mirrored sunglasses, he said, “You boys need to slow down a little – don’t let me catch you goin’ this fast again…” and he let us off with a warning. To this day, I still have no idea why he let us go – guardian angel I guess

The most memorable ticket I was able to talk my way out of was the one where I took the officer on an unintentional high speed chase back when I was in college. Luckily his alma mater was the rival to my school and I pretended to listen while he rambled on about it. (An angel smiled down on me that night.)

My father, however, is the master at getting out of speeding tickets. To this day, I still don’t know how he managed to get out of a speeding ticket in Texas where he was cruising at a 125 MPH. I remember he got out of the car, lit a cigarette, and from the rear view mirror, I saw him and the officer exchange a few words…then he sat back down in the car and we drove away as though nothing happened. When I asked if he got a ticket, he told me no.

Now if I could only get one that would record in the shower, I’d be ready to set the world on fire!

Kirk, I await that day as well. Some of my best ideas come to me in the shower.

~ Teli

Ahh well

Now if I could only get one that would record in the shower, I’d be ready to set the world on fire!

And just for the record (Peter), it wasnt for this blog. Sorry!

-Lynn

She was pulled over, alright, and proceeded to sweetly explain away
every single violation while batting her big beautiful eyes. She received a warning…a verbal warning, no less.

I couldn’t speak for the next five miles.

P.S. Ask me about the stunt my wife once pulled and got away with…

I actually have a great method for beating tickets,
but I’m not sure you would want to go through
all the trouble.

I’ve been pulled over more then 30 times (most of those
when I was a cab driver) and have received a guilty
verdict only twice in all those times.

As for getting out of tickets… I’d be the last one to write THAT one