It was almost the midnight hour and I was driving home from work. No traffic at all on the road and I guess it was too easy to not notice I was speeding. I heard the whoop woop and looked in my rear vision mirror and there he was.
I've seen cop shows on TV where if the driver gets out of car the police can shoot 'em. So I stayed in my car and wound down the window and my kitty heart was pounding. Not because he was built like a footballer but because it's my first time.
He wanted my licence and he sat in his car for ages! Why? It's not like I have a rap sheet (cop shows again).
Then he gave me a speeding ticket which I deserved and off I went red faced. 
When was the last time you were given a traffic ticket?
I got pulled over once and asked if there was any reason why I was doing 67 in a 60 zone. Without even thinking I answered "yes, I am in a hurry!" I then launched into this huge Marg Simpsonesque rant about all the things I had to get done that afternoon and how stressed I was.
He let me off 
