Driving home from work today, I was in the passing lane (my favorite) not really paying attention to how fast I was going, when what to my wondering eyes should appear? Flashing lights in my rearview mirror. I pull to the side with a grumble and groan, turn off my car and hang up the phone. Okay enough rhyming...anyway, the cop walks up to the side as I think "someone just knick him with your car" (no such luck) and gives the usual.."do you know why I pulled you over?" Geez, does anyone actually say "for going 90 in a 70 zone?" He takes my paperwork back to his car, sits there for about 15 minutes then comes back and says "I'm going to let you off with a warning today, Happy Valentines Day, and slow down" whewwwww! I've only gotten 1 ticket in my life about 10 years ago, for running a red (I say orange) light. Any other lead footers in here? I am the most impatient person you could ever meet, it drives me nuts to be behind a slowpoke.