...and he didn't like it! I was out at the bro's and SiL's last night planting some garden stuff, doing some scrap stuff that's harder to do at my house, and hanging with them. I ended up finishing watching a movie with them so didn't get back on the road to home (they live about 30 miles away from me) until around 10:30.
South Dakota has a 80 mph speed limit on the Interstate highways outside of "urban" zones which are 65. I usually don't even push my old Buick Regal 75 but prefer around 72 or so. I had entered the "urban" zone and was doing exactly 70 as I passed someone and drove past a SD Highway Patrol car waiting in the area between the east and west bound lanes of I-90. I've driven past numerous Hypos dong 5 over the limit but as I passed this guy, I see him pull out. Now its about 10:50.
He didn't lite me up right away but waited until he had caught up with me which took about a mile or so. Man, their spotlights are bright nowadays!! So he stopped me for going 5 over as well as the popular "light over license plate burnt out". The guy ended up being pretty cool. Gave me a warning for both infractions and didn't ask 50+ questions although he did ask a few like the standard, "what are you doing tonight?", "where are you coming from?", "where do they live?", and he asked me if I had been "target practicing lately?" (still have a few 12 gauge shells in the back window from earlier in the year). He didn't ask me why I had an old computer monitor in the back seat (from my stash out there to scrap at home) and if I had been drinking at all. Really surprised about that one because I had consumed 2 beers over the little over 3 hours I had been out at their place.
So we both went on our merry ways, he with another metric or two to show he had been working and me with a bit of a humbled nature not to push the speed limit on the freeway. Who says Tuesday evenings are boring...??
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