ok so here is the story, so i had to leave texas a few days early cause i had the chance of getting stuck until wed. so i got to the airport... picked up my truck and drove home. so i'm heading down my home street (speed limit is 25) i'm doing about 31-32mph. and there is a right angle turn... i mean this thing is sharp, posted speed limit for the turn is 15mph. i go around the turn at 20... bam there is a cop car (sitting 2 houses down from mine) no big deal... wait i guess it is cause as i pull into my drive way here comes mister cop. he gets out... and tells me i'm getting a ticket for not having a front lisence plate (you know... the one that fell off during wild west) no big deal... i tell him the story and show him the plate (it was in the windshield) so he takes my lisence and does his thing... when he gets back i sign the ticket and he walks away.
wait a second... the ticket isn't for my lisence plate... it's a SPEEDING TICKET... to set me off it says i was doing 39MPH!!!
oh now i know that no matter how hard you try you could never get this big truck around that turn at 40 mph! just no way! at 25 you squeal the tires... in my brothers sports car you can't go a dime over 30. come on... just no way, so as i go back to the cop car to have a word with him... guess what? he drives away... but by the time i jumped in my dads car he was gone.
so tell me i did not just get cheated into a bad bad speeding ticket.
the worse part is... i'm the one who called the city and got all the sigitures to have those cops put in on my street... because of all the guys doing burnouts up and down my street.
i feel bad... and very cheated.
what do you think?
~BIGRED... but very blue...
wait a second... the ticket isn't for my lisence plate... it's a SPEEDING TICKET... to set me off it says i was doing 39MPH!!!





oh now i know that no matter how hard you try you could never get this big truck around that turn at 40 mph! just no way! at 25 you squeal the tires... in my brothers sports car you can't go a dime over 30. come on... just no way, so as i go back to the cop car to have a word with him... guess what? he drives away... but by the time i jumped in my dads car he was gone.
so tell me i did not just get cheated into a bad bad speeding ticket.

the worse part is... i'm the one who called the city and got all the sigitures to have those cops put in on my street... because of all the guys doing burnouts up and down my street.

what do you think?
~BIGRED... but very blue...