[Suspect] 34 in a 20 school zone? How'd I get away with that?
This one happened like, a long time ago, I was 17.
So, I'm driving back from the hardware store in my absolute shitbox red 2001 dodge ram 1500. I was skipping school, and believe it or not, I was on my way to work.
At this time, I lived in Topeka, I now live \~30 miles outside of that shithole of a city. On Topeka Blvd, right after the North Topeka bridge, there's a 35 that turns into a 40 that extends to a highway clover, and before that highway clover there's a ton of shops and fast food places.
Right after this 35 turns into a 40, there's a school zone that is like 300 feet of road max. That's neither here nor their however.
So, my stupid teenage ass doesn't slow down enough, and not for lack of brakes. That truck has amazing brakes to this day. 245
As you could guess, there's a cop on a motorcycle sitting there waiting for mouth breathers like me to do exactly what I did.
I was going 34mph. I get rolled on.
Okie doke, I pull over into a side street, and put er' in park, turn the engine off. At this point, my heart is in my ass, and my asshole is leaving a hickey on the seat. I can imagine the 10 levels of ass reaming I'm going to get from my mother.
He comes over, I tell him I didn't slow down enough, and ask how fast I was going.
I couldn't believe I was going that fast, I told him I thought I looked down to my speedometer and read at most 30, he asks me if I have the correct size tires on my truck, and I reply with "I dunno."
I have an expired insurance card, he says that's no big deal, as long as it still has insurance.
He then wants to look at my VIN number, I say okay, why not? Truck is old, can't see it from the windshield part. He has me open the door and looks at the door plate.
He takes all of my things back to his motorcycle, sits there, and does cop things in his peculiar looking white helmet.
While he's doing this, an ambulance comes screaming by, purdy lights and all down the boulevard.
He jogs up to me, gives me my cards back, and gets on his bike, and rolls away, turning on his own lights and siren.
I sat there like a deer in headlights for probably 40 seconds before I decided I should stop doing that.
That ticket would've been expensive. 119