On the way to work this morning I pulled up at a light and had the typical riced out multicolor civic with no hubcaps pull up next to me and start the fart cannon rev routine. This particular road has a hill over a bridge less than a 1/4 mile away. The thing didn't sound particularly impressive and the tool kept grinning and revving. Sooo, when the light turned I basically walked away from him.....in you got it....the DD hemitruck. OK, the good part. On the other side of the hill is a dandy spot where cops sit clocking people. I braked to speed limit coming up the hill and he turns on his flashers and does the obligatory fly by. Yeppers, I got lucky, as I crested the hill going speed limit the detector goes full on. There sat a glorious sight.....a motorcycle cop who nailed the little bugger. I almost wet myself from too much coffee I was laughing so hard.It was a fun start to the day
LOL......what is the old saying......youth with it's speed, reflexes, and strength will get taken by age and treachery every time Ya gotta watch us old farts
Rice revenge
