Wowza and cowabunga. She has me beat by 39mph!
She owned up to it and is taking her lumps. I don’t approve of what she did. I’m sorry to see her have to deal with this. Hey, it is what it is.
One Sunday morning about 48 years ago, I was unwinding my 65’ Mustang, burning out carbon buildup. I had been working long hours, and I was also simply blowing off steam.
It was on the (5) Golden State Freeway near Sunland Boulevard. There was no other traffic within half a mile that I saw.
The officer sited me with this note:
I was following him at 125 mph and he was leaving me. (paraphrased)
He was decent about it. He was also visibly shaken having had to drive that fast. I actually felt bad for him.
We dealt cordially with each other. I apologized for putting him through the high speed. He contemplated taking me in and impounding the vehicle. He didn’t.
My 65’ Mustang wouldn’t got 125 mph. It was pretty well tapped out at around 115 mph. In good condition it probably could have, but it wasn’t tuned optimally.
That would have been bad enough, but they were running a zone check on a road I had to drive to get to work, and I got two other tickets that week for going 10 miles over the limit.
Driving to work, you sometimes think about what you’ll be facing at work. I was doing this the second time I got a ticket on the same stretch of road.
It was a trying time in my personal life.
I settled down after this and didn’t have anymore tickets for about 40 years.
Judge Pirro, I feel your pain. Life goes on.