Do they say "G rod"?

If so, I'm a cheap drink date. A diet Coke will do just fine.

 

Now why did I know you'd be the first to get it? Can't wait for them to come in so I can show LB what he's done for his ol' G. She's gone stone crazy!

Diet Coke it is!

 

Yes!! plate, Granny. Go granny, go!

 

This one I'm not too proud of, but I've wised up and haven't had one since so I guess it's ok to talk about it .

I was driving back from a friend's college party in Pittsburgh about 3 AM in 1993. My license suspension was up that day (yeah, lotsa tickets before this one) but I hadn't received my actual license back yet. I had driven the entire duration of the suspension so it never entered my mind. Anyways, I had not too much to drink to drive, just too much to drive sensibly (lots of oppurtunity for knit-picking there, please don't, I know it was stupid). I was flying down a back road where I knew there was a 4-way with a pretty wicked drop-off. I punched it so I could get the '80 Caprice (winter car) I was driving airbourne (once again, I know, stupid). I skied through the intersection at about 90 or so and caught something in my left peripheral. There were a few S bends soon after and I entertained turning off and shutting the lights down to be safe, but in my bold state I pressed on. Well, by the next straightaway I had lights-a-plenty in my rearview. I immediately pulled over, cursing myself. The officer was pretty reserved for just seeing a land yacht in the air in front of him a few minutes earlier. When I couldn't produce a license, he sighed, and went back to his car for what seemed like an eternity.

He took pity on me and my driving record, and if I could find him today I would hug and kiss him and buy his kids ice cream. He wrote me up for too fast for conditions, that it was the middle of the day and raining. It still cost me money and points (ended up having to retest both written and driving to stave off another suspension) but he could have cuffed and stuffed me right there and sealed my fate for the next several years. Last thing he said to me was "Get home."

I did. I've been stopped since, but for very minor infractions each time behaving myself and being graciously released. I used to drive old, very loud Pontiacs with little reserve and I probably deserved more tickets than I got. And while I'm no angel these days, I speed smarter (if there is such a thing), exercising a little more restraint than I used to...most times .

I haven't been airbourne since, I can assure you of that!

 

At least you can blame it on youth. What a lil' ol' lady doing 80 in a 55 is thinking, I can't imagine. The car just gets up there too quickly and sounds and feels too good once it's up there. Think my "feel good" excuse will convince the cops to let me off with a warning? Especially if I flash my white hair and a granny (who me? palm on bossom) innocent smile?

 

[QUOTE=grannyrod,May 30 2007, 08:24 AM]Especially if I flash my white hair and a granny (who me? palm on bossom) innocent smile?

 

You are sooooooooooo bad!



Oh and you were a bad boy with your driving habits in your youth too!

 

You're a bold one, Phil. When folks open a door, I usually go in. I don't think I would have touched that one, though......

JonasM

 

Just don't ever set me up for a breathalyzer comment .

And granny, I wouldn't tease if I didn't ya!

 

Walked smack dab into that one, didn't I? Should have seen it coming. With my luck, it'll be a female cop.....no wait.....

Don't get me started on this slow day at the office.
Nice Jonas, good Jonas!