Got stopped by CHP on I-10 headed east out of Palm Springs == it's 5:30PMish... wife has shoes off and feet up on the dash reading -- I'm in a Beige Buick Lucerne (rental)... stuck in a pack of cars that won't move or change lanes and I'm getting pissed. As soon as I had the chance -- I punch it!
A long sweeping curve and I'm starting to put these bozos in the rearview mirror. Behind me is a BWM and something else. Just then - Boom -- there's a CHP sitting in the median facing us.... I see dirt and dust flying as he's peeling out. You know when you're hammered... so I start moving to the right and by this time you can see he's really moving thru traffic to get up behind me. I pull over -- he walks up to the passenger side and says.... "do you know why I stopped you?" To which the smart ass wife responds "for going 55 in a 65?".... No.... he says -- I clocked you at 104.... the BMW behind you at 101 and (whatever it was) at 99. As I hand him my license and registration..and start telling him that I was "stuck in this cluster and just wanted to break out of the group... had no idea the Buick was that fast! As he walks back to his car --- I'm telling Gwen -- He'll probably arrest me for doing triple digits -- so you'll just have to come bail me out. I just hope he doesn't impound the car.
He then re-appears at her window -- hands me my stuff back and says..... "HEY! Take it easy will ya!"
No ticket - not even a warning.
I'm thinking he was close to getting off for the day -- doesn't want to haul my sorry ass in to the pokey and do all the paperwork required.... OR.... he can't wait to get on the radio and tell his buddies about the "beige buick" he just stopped with two old farts doing 104. Either way --- I was very thankful and didn't punch it again until I hit AriDzona.
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