I've had pnly one moving violation on record, nearly 35 years ago. That's over a 44-year span. My wife had one when she was 17, that's it. My sons are another matter. They've had 5 each by the time they were 21.
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December 1984, going to work at the post office, night shift. I was running late because the girl I was seeing at the time had family members at her place and was doing some home cooking. She had me stop by to pick up a plate for my lunch (how could I resist?), and I tried to hustle to work so I wouldn't get docked.
Naturally a city cop nailed me on I-70 downtown, 68 in a 55. He was very professional, said "Sir, I'm not going to waste your time but I did clock you at 68. I agreed, and he had my citation in short order. And I still got docked at work for being 15 minutes late.
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Next October, same girl and I are heading to a Halloween party, and were running late on the freeway. I'm wearing a full Wolfman costume (the mask was off), and my girl has a gorilla costume on. The cop waves us to the berm, comes over and looks in, says "What 's your hurry - Oh wait a sec. What's going on?" I said, "Sir, we're going to a party, and I thought I'd be late." He's trying not to laugh.. "Okay - but go slower, and keep that lady of yours safe. It's okay if you're late", and walked away without citing me.