No, I didn't flash my SPS built by BBQ and Bourbon man cleavage, but I did fairly recently learn that my Sirius player has a rewind feature. This is important.
I was cruising along a two lane highway through the mountains with no cruise due to curves at 63-64 in a 65 jamming to Road Trip Radio channel 301. I think Weezer Island in the Sun was ending and all of a sudden the freaking Top Gun Anthem started playing. I have joked before about not being able to control my speed when Kenny Loggins Danger Zone played... But the anthem??? No way in hell.
So I obviously was feeling the need for the speed... As it wrapped up, I was certainly going to lower my heart rate and calm myself. Nope. Those glorious mother17ers at Sirius programming doubled down and backed up the Top Gun Anthem with Enter The Sandman. So 17 me, what else could I do... I dropped the hammer.
Halfway through Sandman, with the gas pedal mashed through the center of the earth, I saw him. A sheriff deputy in a nice little turnout they make for the snow plows got me... I was doing 69 (nice) in a 65 mph. He lit up and I pulled over.
When he walked up the 2nd time after running my license and such and asked if I was aware of the speed limit I told him the story. Then I rewound the radio to show him. He said he had me at 71 ... new tires ever slightly oversized, so its possible. He said he was going to give me a warning anyway based on my clean driving record. But he admitted it was the greatest excuse for speeding he's ever heard.
Luckily I was in a Jeep Wrangler and it was windy, so 71 felt like 264 mph in most vehicles.
But now you know how to get out of a speeding ticket if you ever need a reason.
ETA. I wish I would have thought about getting a selfie with this deputy. We were both so 17ing happy about the situation. The only the that could have made it better is if Ice Cube's It Was A Good Day came on the old radio and me and the deputy had thrown the roof off the Jeep and started riding around shooting at shìt.
I was cruising along a two lane highway through the mountains with no cruise due to curves at 63-64 in a 65 jamming to Road Trip Radio channel 301. I think Weezer Island in the Sun was ending and all of a sudden the freaking Top Gun Anthem started playing. I have joked before about not being able to control my speed when Kenny Loggins Danger Zone played... But the anthem??? No way in hell.
So I obviously was feeling the need for the speed... As it wrapped up, I was certainly going to lower my heart rate and calm myself. Nope. Those glorious mother17ers at Sirius programming doubled down and backed up the Top Gun Anthem with Enter The Sandman. So 17 me, what else could I do... I dropped the hammer.
Halfway through Sandman, with the gas pedal mashed through the center of the earth, I saw him. A sheriff deputy in a nice little turnout they make for the snow plows got me... I was doing 69 (nice) in a 65 mph. He lit up and I pulled over.
When he walked up the 2nd time after running my license and such and asked if I was aware of the speed limit I told him the story. Then I rewound the radio to show him. He said he had me at 71 ... new tires ever slightly oversized, so its possible. He said he was going to give me a warning anyway based on my clean driving record. But he admitted it was the greatest excuse for speeding he's ever heard.
Luckily I was in a Jeep Wrangler and it was windy, so 71 felt like 264 mph in most vehicles.
But now you know how to get out of a speeding ticket if you ever need a reason.
ETA. I wish I would have thought about getting a selfie with this deputy. We were both so 17ing happy about the situation. The only the that could have made it better is if Ice Cube's It Was A Good Day came on the old radio and me and the deputy had thrown the roof off the Jeep and started riding around shooting at shìt.
