Beauford's post about his two mile drive for a Coke got me thinking about the times I've been stopped by a cop while I was driving my A. It might be entertaining, if not informative, to share some stories. One of my memorable stops was coming home about 9:00 pm on a dark country road with my 3-month old daughter asleep in the back seat (no carrier, it was 1970). First the county deputy wanted to tell me I only had one tail light. I explained that away. Then he wanted to make sure my horn worked. Then my headlights. It became apparent he mostly just wanted to talk about the car. I finally said, "Officer, I have a baby asleep in the back seat. Could we wind this up?" He fell all over himself apologizing, and actually escorted us the last five miles home with lights flashing.
Then there was the time I was stopped by the CHiP for going too slow on Hwy 101 approaching the Golden Gate Bridge from the north. But I'll save that for next time.
Then there was the time I was stopped by the CHiP for going too slow on Hwy 101 approaching the Golden Gate Bridge from the north. But I'll save that for next time.
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